The opposite of me.
The opposite of me is you and here is how I see it all from your perspective and point of view.
Living in your thoughts and seeing with your eyes what we were going through and did to one another.
Let me tell the truth now.
I never reckoned that I was wrong but now I put myself in your place to see what you saw.
The truth is it was always me who took the wrong turn and never opened up my eyes wide enough to see the pain.
Finally I saw the truth in me and how I always did hurt you and filled up your life with pain and tears.
All my tears that I shed for myself I now dedicate to you, for it was you who should have had all my excuses for the pain I let you suffer.
So I cried for you and that is how it is suppose to be.
You wanted nothing else but the two of us together and to break all the past strings still holding me in captivity.
You wanted just me to be yours forever and to love me endlessly and as the only one.
Well now I can tell you that I see the truth and all my faults and I can never excuse enough for what I caused in you.
So here is what I saw with your eyes through mine.
I killed our love and did it so unforgiving and recklessly like a wave taking away the fine sand as were that our love.
I have no choices, and to turn back to who we were I can not decide, all the choices is now yours.
You hold my life in your hands and can now crush me like a fragile glass and shatter all my hopes and dreams.
I did see with your eyes and I saw the whole truth and the end of our love.
So now the pain is in me and will never leave my heart and it is only fair I am the one to blame.
Your thoughts seen with my eyes from your point of view and this is how they appeared for me.
All my tears I have let fallen for you and not myself anymore, the tears is yours and I hope your pain will pass away and take home in me.
I cried for us…
Will it never end I had obviously just to lose everything to see what I was missing, so I opened not my eyes and saw what I did to you.
I know that the pain never disappears and it is well deserved that I get back the same disappoint, but all my tears have now fallen for you and not myself.
I deserve no tears, only the painful twinge of pain in my heart I carry around now.
Therefore, I have much as I must get rid of all of these feelings that I can not control and manage, they tear me to pieces and I never assembled into a whole man again without you.
Of all people throughout the world, I can only point to you and say in honesty that you’re the one I love and always will love.
No one else will take your place, your place is very special in my sad and lonely life and you will always hold my heart.
I thank you many times because you finally broke the silence and took the time to talk to me again.
So little it may means to you, so much more is in it for me and so does that I may live a bit again.
I will cry for us, now the opposite of me will not.
“The opposite of me”, if I was to “tag” it and try to categorise its genre, might summarise it as ” Confessional “. But that description alone would not do Jan’s work near enough justice. Exceptionally, emotionally, indeed brutally honest, compassionate,humble; all those adjectives taken together come perhaps closest to commenting about such singular poetry.