Love You

Love you.
The words tear at my heart.
Insatiable longing for who is not,
at least not yet.

Love you.
Echos again in my mind.
Ripping my heart open
for what is not mine
at least not yet.

Love you.
Whispered this time,
as through time and space
from some unearthly place.
As if to say it is not time,
at least not yet.

Love you.
In sing-song lilt,
almost painful to hear.
Yet peace is some how near.
A promise of forever, no more tears to endure
the day that has not come,
at least not yet.