The stars are as far away
as your fingertips that
I'm struggling to reach -
Moments in minutes pass
and days without you feel
wasted. Falling asleep with
only myself and my pillows
aren't much to cuddle.
My hand is empty, missing a
good friend. My lips are
untouched, missing a lover.
My body is cold, missing your
embrace and it's memories alone
that help me fight through the days.
Waiting when life is so unsteady
seems foolish and with you gone
for now, I can't help but miss you.
I can't wait until waiting is over, until
I won't have to be without you
for days on end, my childish yerning
says 'now' and crosses its arms but I
know that being stubborn won't work,
and I saw seven yellow cars today,
but you weren't here to kiss...
as your fingertips that
I'm struggling to reach -
Moments in minutes pass
and days without you feel
wasted. Falling asleep with
only myself and my pillows
aren't much to cuddle.
My hand is empty, missing a
good friend. My lips are
untouched, missing a lover.
My body is cold, missing your
embrace and it's memories alone
that help me fight through the days.
Waiting when life is so unsteady
seems foolish and with you gone
for now, I can't help but miss you.
I can't wait until waiting is over, until
I won't have to be without you
for days on end, my childish yerning
says 'now' and crosses its arms but I
know that being stubborn won't work,
and I saw seven yellow cars today,
but you weren't here to kiss...
Author notes
title is supposed to be ironic, because there isnt always tomorrow is there? anything could BAM gone today. I suddenly know where I want to go with my life and im sick of time coming between it, no one really knows how much time they have and its a bitch.
What did you think?
Comments
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This is brilliant... It's like someone extracted liquid 'Imissyou' from the soul and splashed it on my computer screen. Really moving and really beautiful...
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God this is beautiful Laura..


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Nice poem well thought out
i like this part
My hand is empty, missing a
good friend. My lips are
untouched, missing a lover.
My body is cold, missing your
embrace and it's memories alone
that help me fight through the days.
nicely quilled! -
lol, you write a poem with lines like;
"My hand is empty, missing a
good friend. My lips are
untouched, missing a lover.
My body is cold, missing your
embrace and it's memories alone
that help me fight through the days."
and you allready have all those man crawling at your feet. You truelly have the power of the pen inside you sweety ^^ well done.
~Love, Iwan~ -
indeed. you've only grown better with time. this is painfully beautiful.


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special needs, for special dreams
I like it when people get ironic with what they write and what title they give it
Nice write though my" english rose of sweden" quite beautful! i could said the poem was more beautiful than you, but i'd be lying gods watching now. whether that be jesus or thor lol

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Most sad, poignant, touching and wonderfully nostalgic and incurably romantical! A superb write, indeed! and, yes, I loved it a ton!


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WOW...
I'M SPEECHLESS..THIS IS THAT GOOD MY FRIEND..IT'S GOING INTO MY TOP FAVS. LIST..

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