whereas when i used to see you
I used to blush, pout etc.
when you don't react
even my cosy yellow hot-water-bottle
that I used to hug when I dreamt of you
so nicely, so close, so intimately
keeps slipping out of my bed
leaving me lonely, sad and brokenhearted
devoid of dreams, fantasies, illusions
even in fantasy-land feeling unwanted
missing you like mad
the you of my fantasies
the you I don't really know
will never meet
but it was so nice
so uplifting
I miss it
and my "you"
wow do I wish
it would all return
A contest entry
- Shh - Don't tell anyone by Suzanne Dia.
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Comments
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i like it.so many can relate to the feelings that you showed here.Bravo
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This is a sweet and sad crush write - I like how you made the lines shorter and shorter near to the end to give it that dwindling feeling that comes through your words
nicely done!
♦ M
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sigh...I know what you mean. Pam
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