Did you know that on that day
I couldn't stop crying?
Did you know that after that day
crying was suddenly too difficult?
Did you know that when your lips touched mine
my heart froze, and missed a measure of living?
Did you know that I could love you
if you gave me any sign that you wanted my love?
Did you know that I can still see you
writhing in your own blood
trying to die
and wondering why you're still alive?
Did you know that I can still hear
the sound of your voice
as you sang to me
and I fall asleep at night to the echoes?
Did you know that death is something
that you taught me to love
and respect
after all of the happy moments?
Did you know that your eyes shine
when you turn in just such a way
and I stare at you
and you never notice?
Did you know that I miss you
right now tonight and in the morning
and after I see you
until I see you again?
Did you know that I know that
I'm not in love with you
because you confuse me
by being everything that you are?
Did you know that my heart froze
when your lips touched mine
and your voice spoke a stone
that lodged itself in my being
and became a second heart
that never started beating
leaving me with your death
to deal with while you're still living?
Did you know?
Do you know me now?
Do you miss me now?
Why?
Why did you kiss me?
Did you know that I wouldn't stop you?
Did you know that someday, I'll be stable?
Maybe then, everything will make sense...
but that wouldn't be any fun, would it?
But you know that already.
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A contest entry
- Anything I can relate to by AngelSeeker.
1400 points, ended November 30, 2008, 23 entries
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I'm not sure what to say. It was interesting. But after reading it several times I still don't really get it. I mean I get the underlying story, but not the what happened exactly part. It seems as if the person who died, is alive and that is confusing. Maybe because the writer is supposed to be confused, but that doesn't help me. Also although I've been hurt by love, not in this way. So I can't relate on that deeper level I am looking for. Thank you for entering. Patti
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The person didn't die, he tried to commit suicide. There was a time when I kept wondering wether he was dead or alive. I couldn't get it straight. He kissed me, sometime after the event. That's what the poem is about. I know that it's confusing. It's supposed to be. I'm sorry.
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Totaly kick ass love!!! Once more well done
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Lol. Thanks.
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Beautiful. I love it.
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Really? I thought that it would horrify you. Maybe I mistake your thoughts on the matter... I'm glad that you like it.
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yea..if life was stable we would all be screwed..but beautiful job on the poem..greast job!
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Thank you.
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