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I Can't Get You Back
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I Can't Get You Back |
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Damien Page Junior Member
since 2014-03-30
Posts 22 |
I can split the ocean in half. I can make the mountains bow before my feet. I can make the sun turn into a ball of ice... but I can't get you back. I can freeze fire. I can crush diamond. I can turn copper into gold... But I can't. Get. You. Back. Why can't I get you back? I travelled through the spirit world looking for you. I searched for a replacement. I tried calling your name. You didn't respond. I saw your cold corpse. I held your hand. I squeezed. But you didn't squeeze back. Why did you have to go? ''Please, wake up.'' I said. I kissed the gashes on your wrist. I tried covering them with a bandage. The blood was too much. It just seeped through. Nothing worked. I called the ambulance. They were 30 minutes late. They didn't seem to care. I cared. I KNOW I CARED. ''I can't lose you'' I said. I stood next to your corpse. I fell to my knees. I pounded the ground with my fists. And then, I broke my hands. I didn't care. I just wanted my love back. When the last breath faded from your body, I lost my shadow. I became it. Now, I camoflauge with the darkness. I just want you back. I wish you were here. I wish I could see you smile once more. I wish I could hear your voice. But, you're gone. You're simply gone. I don't have anything left. I wander the Earth without a purpose. What's the point in having this glass slipper... Without my Cinderella..? Half of my heart is dead. I exist in a temporal plane... And I do not need my emotion. No, I don't need it anymore. I wish you could see what I have become I wish you could see All the things I have done How I wish you could see The progress I have made ..I really wish you could see the fruits of all your aid.. I wish you could see The real me. I just wish you could see. I left you a note. I put it on your side of the bed. Maybe one day, you'll see it. Heh.. that's if you're still around me. Maybe it'll work. The note says ''If you see this, move it.'' It still hasn't moved. It's been there for 200 years. Maybe I'm a fool. I don't know anymore. It's just hard being alone. So alone. The day still haunts me. And it's amazing... After all of these years, You're still in my mind. I don't think you'll ever go away. That is what I'm afraid of. Maybe one day I'll wake up. Maybe one day I'll die Maybe one day I can see That all of this was a lie. |
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OwlSA Member Rara Avis
since 2005-11-07
Posts 9347Durban, South Africa |
Damien, I am so, so sorry to hear this, but very glad that you can express it - and express it, you have done, and very beautifully. I am glad to see the maybe's - not so much that you will wake up and find that it was a lie, but that even now, you know there are maybe's . . . maybe's of surviving this to wake up to a new dawn . . . Owl |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
lots of emotion here...James |
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