Would it hurt this bad
if we had said goodbye?
Would the ache be so deep
if we’d hugged one last time…
shared a final kiss…stood,
for one brief moment more,
cheek to cheek before we parted?
I guess I’ll never know for certain.
But in my head there are these vicious rumors,
and my heart believes them – every single one.
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Some terrors do not disappear in the light of a new day....or a thousand of them.
Written September 19th, 2005
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My vote is no, it wouldn't. We can never get enough of a good thing. The only solution is to love realistically and not get trapped in the past. One of the main reason there are so many lonely people is the obstinance of the human heart, wanting what it can't have and ignoring all the possibilities before them at any given moment. i.e., "knee deep in the river but drowning of thirst."
Philosophy aside, this positively aches with sadness. I actually had one of those gasp moments when something sad hits you unexpectedly, especially during the "cheeks" line, but I choked the tears because I'm at the office and bawling at the computer is a pretty big giveaway that I'm not working. lol
Great work, my friend.
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This is a very sad poem. It reminds me to live the moment, to hug my dear wife and lovely daughter all the harder when I see them next.
Take care,
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Yes, it seems that the negative is easier to believe than the positive, and we torture ourselves with what we hear until it is intolerable.
We can't know one way or another, we must move forward as if it matters what we do.
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The heart goes on forever. In my world, that's all there is of real substance, for it resides in the spirit core. I will follow my heart anywhere. God gave me feelings for a reason and where love is, God is ther, too. I'm not getting religious on you. It is just something spiritual that I believe after a long life of pain, much "fear & trembling", quaking at the silly traditions of humanity. Like Queen Latifa says, "You gotta stay sexy through the adversity." Peace Through Love. ET Timothy
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Your words are deeply moving and thought evoking. Even though I try to let each time I see or talk with someone be as if it might be the last, we are never prepared within. A compassionate and touching write. blessing, sharon
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whether personal or general,this piece is powerful in its conciseness and its simplicity.when devastation hits,the minds looks for ways toabsorb it and goes through many processes that have no time limits.we ask ourselves questions that can never really be answered and the pain remains forever in a corner of your mind and heart.we have to look to the future to understand the past fot the past can't be changed,but the future brings hope.a wonderful piece.
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Hi a great write ,I wonder what those rumers are? maybe better not to know or the dream would become a nightmare,a very good write that can be interprited in more than one way, all the best a super poem, hugs Di
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good job
it is soo simple, yet ooo deep... i love it... i am sorry for your pains, i hope you had made it through everythign ok... i love this write though, it is sooo sad yet soo brief... very heartfelt... love it -
full of emotions...
awesome write..
short and simple
i really liked it and enjoyed reading it
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Im sorry for your loss. Sounds like a lot was left unresolved. I hope that you find peace.
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i can realate...and in being able to relate it was really powerful!!..nice job!
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Wonderfully beautiful...wonderfully poignant...just plain wonderful. This should be in the featured box. And so, it shall be. Write on, friend and poet.
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Oh no not this terror. Pop said everyone alive on 9-11-01 will remember where they were when the planes struck. Like the bombing of Pearl Harbor, the assasination of JFK. This is beautifully written in your gentle, loving style. I have missed your words and I'm glad to see you back.
Desiree
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Debs, this is beautiful in it's purity and the compactness of it lends to the power. It is one of those gut wrenchers that you can't help but want to read again and again. We shouldn't forget-because there are 3,000 mothers, fathers, brothers, sisters and children, who never can. Cheers for the heartfelt write. x
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How can we ever say goodbye? All things worthy of the heart must remain, for hope springs eternal.
Karen
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This is haunting – even more so for its simplicity, which I think is vital in poems dealing with such devastation. It’s all aching and regretful and heartbroken – you caught that self-questioning that happens after something terrible so exactly – could you have made a difference, could you have done something differently…and I think these questions eat away at us, adding to our grief, because unlike most other questions we know we will never receive the answers to these ones. ‘There are these vicious rumors and my heart believes them’ – beautiful.
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A heart-touching peace.It was short and sweet.The nessage has been conveyed very well.Good work.
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So very heartfelt and true. Short but very, very sweet. (bittersweet). Beautiful word flow and thought provoking piece. -
this is wonderful so sad and heartfelt well done time is a great healer and doubt was obviously there to begin good write xx Cheryl
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I have never been one to believe rumors. I have always gone to the source. Rumors are nothing more then a damaging tool. They cause unnecessary pain and heartache. I hope that you've made the right desicion. Its so hard to leave the one we love, and later find out, that things weren't as we thought they were...trust me. This is a well penned poem. Nicely done, and best wishes in all that you do.
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Great!
This was truly a heartfelt write. It was brief and to the point, and I believe brevity simply enhanced the quality of the words. A topic that stings freshly to this day. Your words were so easy to connect with, any reader could not help but relate. The emotion was very deep, and passionate, also full of sincerity.
Thank you for sharing this piece.
Best wishes

















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