The vulnerability and emotional complexities of new love.
This poem highlights the awkwardness and uncertainty of opening my heart to love. Despite playfulness and enthusiasm, I held an underlying struggle with self-doubt and the challenge of letting love in. It illustrates a push-and-pull dynamic between confidence and insecurity, reinforced by shifting emotions.
After ending my relationship with Alex, as told in The Wilted Rose, my feelings for my first relationship as a young adult took time to grow. Beverley Joy.
Listen HERE – Poem – Time Will Tell
Our eyes met and curiosity flared
We walked and talked, we laughed and smiled
We sat together and chatted a while.
I dived in boots and all sharing far too much
Now I’m feeling vulnerable, awkward and uncomfortable
I’m bubbly and loud, I must admit
Could I be loved by someone such as this?
It’s not so much could I be loved
For I know another could love me, dear
It’s about me letting love in
Well, I guess, only time will tell.
Last week I felt strong and in control
Now things look bleak, I’m weak in the knees
I’m magnetised to be centre-stage
You’re a willing, captive audience.
My emotional stats read like the share market
I thought I’d ticked off the ‘responsible’ chart
But when I took the test I didn’t pass.
My passion looms with thoughts of you
To be responsible is proving impossible
The truth is revealed. My fate is sealed.
I’m nervous and coy, I must admit
Could I be loved by someone such as this?
It’s not so much could I be loved
For I know another could love me, dear
It’s about me letting love in
Well, I guess, only time will tell.
Beverley Joy of Simply Story Poetry © 2015. All Rights Reserved.
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