To My Greatest Love Poem by Estefano Molina

I worked hard for her
I was only 5 when I began training
but tried her even before then
blood, sweat and tears
through scorching summer heat
in 100 degree weather
during the coldest months of the year
the bitter cold leaving my lips chapped
under the refreshing rain
pushing myself to the limits
my body took damages over the years
but bumps and bruises never stopped me
I felt invincible
unstoppable
I felt superior in my skills
confident in my craft
reading the game
noticing every movement
predicting the next moment

I never knew of any other love other than this
my father introduced me to her
the love of my life
and like the women in my life
she kept me returning to her
except she was different
I felt a greater passion for her
we knew each other from a young age
she knew every thought of mine
you see
she was her
before I was I
I burned inside with desire
just to get to see her again
and everyday it was different
never the same
new tactics
new visions and ideas
everyday my love was renewed
as if we had just met
like the beginning of every relationship
everything is flowers
and she would deceive me
but yet my heart could never let her go
I would always return
she became I
and I her

I was only a boy
as I stepped on the dirt
rocks dotting every inch of the wide space
I 'am now a man
as I step onto green pastures
and the fire now burns ever so strong inside
I was almost there
I tried and failed
my anger got the best of me
it always does
but she makes the rules
she does as she pleases
like women do
but I can't let go of her
even if I wanted to
I couldn't
she will forever be one with me
and so, like men do
I sit here
knowing my future
but always reminiscing
remembering every step taken
every salty drop of sweat
every bloody gash
every tear from every pain
dreams lost
dreams taken