You'Re Not The One Poem by RIC BASTASA

i can't explain why i did not utter the right word
to sum up my years and all about me to you

my lips trembled
my teeth gritted
i begin to lose sight of you
the fear is there after an earthquake

the honesty could have started its journey
into you
there is only one word i need
but i never uttered it
i simply can't

for many nights i think about it

what was murky begins to clear itself
like i am a strainer

light switches in my window

if if were really for you, why should my lips tremble
why should my teeth grit and make that harsh sound of distrust?

now i understand
it is not you yet, there must be another one
yet to come

where i can look at myself and you straight to the eye
where i can easily utter the word for all my years and passing

if it were you, i do not even have to tell it.
if it were you, there is no need for any word.

we could have touched our souls gently, easily,
without any effort at all.