Not really a poem. More of a poetic story about how I met a wonderful girl who brought me out of my protective walls. She is my best friend, but now I've fallen in love with her. Sadly, she does not share the same feelings for me. And she may never be willing to. So I wait outside the walls of her heart hoping against hope that one day she will let me in.

I wrote this for her but I have not yet shown it to her. Maybe I never will.

This poem originally was published in Love Poems - Love and Friendship Poems

My City
I once lived in a city. It was a strong, safe city. It had high walls around it built in earlier times to fend off frequent attackers. The walls were strong ones and I maintained them in order to keep myself safe from hurtful things. I can't say I felt safe in my strong city but it was as close as I could get.

But I was alone in my city. My city had become a prison for me. The same walls which I had built to keep out pain had also kept out good things. The things that make life worth living. While I was relatively safe in my city, I was besieged in a prison of my own making. Yet I continued maintenance on my walls. I chose the safety of a prison rather than face the dangers that lay on the outside.

Even after there were no more attacks, no more attackers, I kept up my city's walls. Then one day I heard of another city. A traveler from another city had gained my trust and I gave her admittance to my city. It was the first real company I had had in a very long time. Time after time my traveler friend returned. I soon began to lose interest in my walls. It's amazing how fast they fell when I forgot about them. I don't know if my traveler friend thought it strange to find the walls around my city coming down. I myself did not notice. I enjoyed her company so much that my walls did not even cross my mind.

I wondered what sort of city it was that my traveler friend hailed from. It was then that I realized that my walls had come completely down. They were beyond repair and I did not wish to build them up again. So I left my once strong city and set out to find that other city from where my traveler friend had come. The place where I for some reason had begun to believe I could be safe and yet not alone.

It was not a long journey. I soon reached the city I was looking for. I don't know what I expected to see when I reached that city. But what a sinking feeling I had when I stood before the city and found it surrounded by high walls probably as strong and solid as mine had been. I could not get in.

I can not go back, for the old city cannot ever be home again. So I wander outside the other city. I still talk to my traveler friend and I try to glean from the things she says a picture of what the city must be like. But how I long to be in that city. To have the walls open their gates for me. To have a city to be at home in once more.

And hopefully to be better off than I was before. I know what I left behind and I do not miss it nor do I feel the least bit of longing to return. So I wait on the outside of this other city praying that some day I can win admittance.

I fear I may have to wait forever.

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  • sarah
    it touched me
  • Bonnie
    Great Poem! It Hit home!
  • Jason
    It is amazing how you captured the emotion everyone goes through at least once in there lives so perfectly. I was in the same boat and also wrote a poem to my best friend. We are now madly in love, and have been for a year now. Show the person you love this poem, take a chance mate. I always thought I'd rather keep a friend forever than gain a lover for a brief period, but now my mind is changed.
  • Jenny
    This is very moving. I've actually come back to this website multiple times JUST to read this poem/story. It's beautifully written and very heart-felt.
  • Brandi
    I enjoyed reading your story. It had a good point, and I liked the journey it took me through. I hope you share this with the girl you love. She should know how you feel. I'm sure she'll be touched and keep you as a friend.
  • Pamela
    Your words so eliquently told of your transformation and your longing. Bravo!
  • winky
    beautiful in every sense
  • G
    Beautiful. I know exactly what this is like, and what it's like to see that city gate open, but for someone else. Someday, she'll realize that I wait for her.
  • Heather
    Exactly what I'm going through right now!
  • M
    This poem speaks to my heart because it describes exactly how I felt after ending a three year relationship with someone who I really loved and still love. It's so hard to let your walls down and let others in after you have had and have lost love.
  • Peter
    Hi . I suffer from combat PTSD and a dear friend helped me pull out of it . it (the poem describes PTSD in so many ways ) it was only when I left the "walls" of my "city" did I realise she had an identical city ,but built for other reasons . Perfect use of words . thank you . Peter
  • faisal
    waaoooow, but hey, lets not fear of waiting forever, n just wait
  • Aniron
    It may not be in rhymes. but it's probably one of the most beautiful poems I have ever read.
  • Aj
    i just have to say that this is one of the most heartfelt poectic stories i have ever heard. And i do hope that this lady friend of yours opens her eyes soon.
  • Stephen
    Very well put. Have been trying to get that out and you did it for me :)
  • LYNN
    keep the grest wiork up
  • Julie Ann
    You got my #1 vote. you just told my current situation in a poem
  • suzanne
    Beautiful. Flamin beautiful
  • Nadia
    awww soo sweet, i like da way he wrote da poem he wrote it az a story an da story iz true an im sad dat he will neva show da poem to hiz love i think he should. bye much luv
  • Dee
    Buster has put into words things many ppl cant say, i 2 am feeling that i was brought though by the one person i know i could love always but it will never be
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