It's the morning after
And I can still smell you on my sheets
Pillows drenched in tears
Wishing things could be the way they were
That's just me being naive, silly
Hopeful?
I never know anymore what's going to happen
All I know
Is these thoughts
These feelings
Are not me
And you, you are not who you were
You are now a completely different person to me
How can I make you see,
That all I ever wanted was for you and I
To stay the way we were
When we first met
Before things became complicated
And beyond my control,
My feelings out of hand
Time doesn't stand still
But if I could go back,
I'm not really sure
But I would perhaps like to remember the better times
Before all the bullshit
Maybe one day, but if not
I still have your face
And the smell of you
On my sheets....
When I sleep....
Please tell me what you think
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Beautiful
Your words are evr sweet...your love is ever green...your thoughts are ever beautiful..i think you know, what i mean.
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when I...I mean I Sleep
I read this beautiful poem before I sleep.
"I still have your face
And the smell of you
On my sheets....
When I sleep.... "
its a beauty -
Truthful
Though it's been a long time since I've been online, I never miss reading your poetry. It's amazing how we can go from something so simple, controllable, and comfortable to a relationship of change, deceit, and loathing. They say that smell is the start of remembering and sometimes it's all you need to get back to the beginning. Other times, it's best to leave the situation to the memories. Great job here. -
Bingo
Really wonderful...the ending...specially the beautiful expression 'Maybe one day...maybe!!!
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Good
BluexxEyes19~
Hey! I thought that this was a really good write. I really liked it a lot...I know this feeling all to well...Keep on writing.
~!~Manda~!~
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