As I sit here alone,
(what else is new?)
I sit here in a hypnotic state,
fixated on the word "lost."
Not lost that never comes back
but the lost of a former lover-
who's traveling this big world,
while you sit at home and mope.
I promised I wouldn't cry
this time, so I didn't,
instead I was left pondering
about this recent abandonment.
The sudden changes in mood,
after promises of love
all of the hopes of
a happy filled romance,
then to cold, callous behavior.
Where are the explanations?
None were given so I
finally put two and two together.
I've wasted enough cans
and i've lost too much sleep,
this recent abandonment,
has me thinking.
So you walk along these
empty roads, look at
the cracks in the pavement,
most of the time
we do this while we're thinking-
don't you wish you never left,
sometimes?
Before I tucked myself in
I feel a tear starting to roll,
I promised myself I wouldn't cry
but is it over you or
over the lost?
Please tell me what you think
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I come on here at 4 something in the morning because of what you write...that I cannot sleep because I'm too fixated on my loss. I cannot sleep because "his spot" is empty. It is hard, especially after three years where you and this other person talked about marriage, children, and the future. This breaks my heart because it is my present hell.
On a different note, would love to chat with you some time...I have AIM...Londonsgrrl.
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Thanks for stopping by hun.. I have yahoo... cwm368 don't have aim
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sometimes things don't work out irregardless of how we want them to... sometimes we have to go on with our lives rather than relive those things that we can't fix.
well said my friend!
Keep penning on one stroke at a time!
Bill
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Great!
Very well structured, cwm.
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Heinzs, hello thanks for stopping by pal, how have u been?
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I really like the thought processes this holds and the questions it raises over the situation... when we dont have answers how our minds do wander on all the different possibilities... this is realy heart wrenching. great write hun
Shanelle
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I'm glad my poems stimulate your mind! LOL thanks babe.
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Bravo
this was exteremely emotioned filled... "I promised myself I wouldn't cry." How many times have I said this to myself... to many to count I feel. excellente my friend.
Yvonne
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Thank you hun
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