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# Doubts Borne of Men I've Loved Before
- URL: https://www.vesperapress.com/doubts-borne-of-men-ive-loved-before/
- Published: 2017-08-06T00:32:47.000Z
- Updated: 2026-09-20T22:22:52.000Z
- Author: Meri McGuire McConn
- Tags: Oceans of Mine, #Poetry, #Poetry Marathon 2017, #Love and Romance, #Heartbreak and Loss, #26, #18, #3, #19, #23

You know you're beautiful, like no one else,  
I've seen the way you hold yourself:  
That shameless poise as you just pass through  
Holding my heart like I belonged to you  
  
What is it you do not see  
That makes it easy to discard me?  
What is it you love so much more  
That you'd walk out and shut the door?  
  
You know you're talented, so self-made,  
I've seen the wealth and the accolades:  
Dropped a trifle in my palm,  
Wrote me off without a qualm  
  
What is it makes you cease to care  
Despite all that we vowed to share?  
What is it you want so much less  
That you'd shatter my heart, leave it a mess?  
  
You know you're wildly skilled at love,  
I remember the things we'd both dream of:  
That passionate demand in my ear  
Making me wish I could hold you near  
  
What is it makes you disappear,  
Pretend we were not, then wander clear?  
What is it that you have with her  
To pretend you and I never were?  
  
You know your life's so very nice,  
Family so lovely as to entice,  
Home so calm, my dreams I'd sell  
If I didn't know your wishes well  
  
What is it makes you shield your heart  
When we've managed this belated start?  
What is it makes you act this way  
Where I'm damned sure you'll go away?  
  
You know you're just so very smart  
I gave you my life to take apart,  
I'd have been with you a million years  
But you left me spilling a heart full of tears  
  
What is it that you loathed so much,  
You tore me apart, gave so rare a touch?  
What is it makes you blind to see  
That it was your problem more than it was me?