What's the saying? "Bow out, gracefully"?
Another love has taken my place--
I can't hide from that
anymore. So what's left
but the bows,
and exit, stage left?
You say you still love me,
still want me,
right up to the moment
I come between the two of you.
You can lie to yourself
but I know what second place
feels like. I've already
got that T-shirt.
It doesn't fit.
I know I'll never make you feel
like this other lover does.
(My fault? Probably.)
But I never liked to say
I was beat,
never liked to quit--
I'm not made that way,
I guess--
So the two of you
will go on
and, I'll be here
until I'm gone
and I wonder
...will you even notice?
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There is a sadness written here, and no matter the extent or the reason, the reality that sometimes we simply have to let go exists. Often affairs of the heart are not with people but circumstances. When I was using drugs, my lover was the substance that came between my husband and me. They are long gone now and we are as one but only, and I repeat, only because he loved me unconditionally and stuck by me until the evil had vanished. If this is a personal rendering, I hope and pray that it can withstand anything that might put the relationship asunder. The poem is heartbreaking.
Much Love Always ♥
Renee
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I hope this is fictional, or of something long gone in the distant past.
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I dropped by to read this again and....
Wow. This was brutal. Omigosh.
I am so sorry. Wow. Still breaks my heart to read this.
Write on.
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blunt, like the back end of an anvil...I like it! Lots of emotion, lots of honesty and heart. An enjoyable read though probably not an enjoyable experience. Well done.
Rory
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"So what's left/ but the bows, /and exit, stage left?" That is my favorite part of the whole thing. Great job!!
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This is poetry, right? I mean poetry based on experience not on current affairs?
Often there are the 'big' things , not necessarily people, that come between lovers. Reading with this as an angle , sublime my friend. The other, is of course . unthinkable.
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Big 'things', yeah.
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Wow. Wow. This is deep in a way I rarely read on this site. I can feel the depths of anguish with which this was written. You did an incredible job.
Write on.
~*~SP~*~
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Hi, Spydie. Thanks for dropping by...misery loves company.
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