and you cry sometimes.
remembering kisses
and the way
'hello'
could make you feel.
finding old things
and marveling at a
then
you can't quite recall.
their hand-writing and the way
months on
you swear their scent still
clings desperately
to a pillow or
unwashed shirt.
onion peel rememberances of
the way they smiled or
a random tidbit
of idle conversation.
'just one more' and you
click through to another
old message.
the can opener in your kitchen -
a ghastly reminder of a
then
that no longer
seems familiar.
it fades...
...passes...
and someday
they're just another
face and name
in a list of false starts and
aborted
loves.
.someday.
i don't know how to
let go.
though i've done it
many times already.
worse!
i worry that i
won't know how to
fall.
someday.
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Wrote this a while ago. It's, again, about break-ups.
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I worry all the time that ive been hurt to remember how to "fall". hopefully one day when least expact it I wont have to remember because it will just happen, thats what i hope anyway hehe, i dont have to tell you how good this was. your words never cease to amaze me and take my breath away.
Loves ya!
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nice work
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