I didn’t think I’d miss him
Not this much anyway
As thoughts of his presence near me
Seem to linger more each day
It’ll get better, they all said
Forget him, kick him to the curb
He never prized you for yourself
Don’t let those thoughts disturb
After all this time has passed
And his memory sneaks in
Everything comes flooding back over me
The bad times, the fights I couldn’t win
Mem’ries of love, of passion
Of caresses warm and caring
Now I realize it was more mine than his
Though it seemed more like sharing
I was wrong and now I know
And that realization fades to gloom
As I sit here lonely, wanting
In this cold, dark, black room
Renee Chandler
© January 19, 2008
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Touching and sad..
I loved this poem and it seemed to catch me just at the right time..my daughter needs to read this..she is at that place right now, the cold, dark, black room..Excellant write.
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ah memories, they can bring tears to us at tiems yes, and make us feel lonely, but life has mnay smiles for us too
a good poem.
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I know someone who loves to be caressed
but rarely caresses me
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