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midnightblues Senior Member
since 2000-07-01
Posts 1597Singapore 
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Silence can be disturbing when your heart is aching Yet it seems like I am on the outside looking in As I lose myself amidst this sea of unfamiliar faces On my way home I realise that the mocking sky of crimson stirs up an obscure sense of fear I am starting to dread Knowing that there will be no 'Us' tomorrow In fact, you were already gone yesterday This disorganized array of emotions disorientate me My mind clings on frantically to every perplexing and surreal feeling Hoping that the last shreds of consciousness can keep my soul from dissipating into the chilly air The seductive perfume of this oncoming rain prompts my recollections Of the time you quieted my anxieties with your assurance that "everything will be ok" Or when you said you loved me even if I say stupid things Or the stern expression of your face when you lectured me to better myself It must have been love, though it is over There will always be regret Of questions unanswered, doubts and suspicion The biggest part of it all is of losing you Everything will be ok maybe starting tomorrow Or this vicious cycle might continue to get in the way of my recovering sanity Can anyone help Save this little bit left of me Or tell me who I used to be if it gets too painful to recall Maybe it is too late for apologies or reconstructive quantum Maybe my hope is in your forgiveness to make me whole again Maybe too many maybes is the answer to why you left me But I shall never know Until maybe when you come back to me Will you, maybe? ------------------------------- I do sincerely apologise if reading this causes distress, forgive me! Love, MiCheLLe If there cannot be equal in affection, then let the one with more be me - midnightblues |
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Joyce Johnson
since 2001-03-10
Posts 9912Washington State |
this is a sweet and endearing poem, and I know your happiness is waiting for you. Love, Joyce |
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