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Sincerely Not Yours

I've surrendered to the reality
that you're watching from afar,
watching without seeing:
without taking in this throb of unrequited longing.
But I'm addicted.
addicted to the prospect of tasting your desire.
You showed me just enough to leave your flavor on my lips.
a trace of sweetness, a lingering memory of something once rich.
I get a high at just the thought of breathing you in,
inhaling the aroma of your touch.
The only thing that hurts more than missing you from a distance
is being near to you without still being close.
Yes, we're inconceivable.
But does that make it impossible
for all the time we spent together not to be deniable?
Yet you disregard the fact that we were even friends.
You view me now as just another CHILD.
I'm invisible.
WHY?
This is not 'forgive and forget,' baby.
because neither of us have forgotten
and maybe it's wrong to want you
but in that case, I ask not to be forgiven.
Maybe I've become just another person,
just another dreamer
But unless I'm truly no more than a statistic now
PLEASE REMEMBER
me.
Because, I guess, I'm spilling out the contents of
just another heart.

Author notes

I wrote this in the beginning of the summer and I guess you could call it my gateway poem, because, prior to it, I very rarely wrote to express things. Now, I do it all the time.

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  • Harlequin Dance
    January 10
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    Very nice poem.

  • scoff
    November 24, 2008

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    Sometimes you just have to let it go.

    Get it out of your system. Writing is a great way to do it.

    That's what this reads like. You're letting all the pain and anger, all the passion, out and putting it on paper. To me that is the essence of poetry, creating emotion through words. You did it very well.


  • AlittleWrong
    November 24, 2008

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    holy crap

    ok. im gonna start out like this. I do NOT like poems that dont rhyme. Dont dont dont. but i LOVE this. awesome. beautiful. great. and i can relate to it more than ive related to anypoem ive ever read. it like you wrote about the situation that has inspired almost all of my poems, but wrote about it better than i did


  • waydownuponjoy
    November 16, 2008

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    Well shared poem ...

    and certainly not only understandable but multi-layered for those who glimpse beyond the beyond and keep those dreams warm. Lovely, jy


  • AutumnGypsy gold member
    November 16, 2008

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    I think I have felt these feelings before, OK I know I have, the beginning of this poem was me when I met my husband, but in the past I have experienced also the sad ending of this poem. So well done again hun, you are a star in the making. remember me when you're famous

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