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tatalinia
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0 posted 2007-06-21 06:41 AM



So this is what its like to grieve
like losing a loved one to death
each day fighting to stay intact with what is real
what we can feel in our lives of the moment
thinking back to the yesterdays
when nothing mattered in the world
but our two beating hearts in the dark
as we shared our moments with eachother

So I say I have moved on
found a new lover as you have done
but not for one moment do I forget who you are
what you were in my life
not for a second do I forget what its like to
look into your eyes and turn away with blush
because you entrance me by your stare

My dreams haunt me in the night
causing me to toss and turn as if I have done wrong
tears have stopped falling because I found my
true calling and have drowned myself in my new love
for life, my new love for another
While all is great and dandy there you are still
walking beside me in my dreams
no words to express the silence we share
your thoughts go unheard but yes you're still there

I flushed you in the back of my mind
covered you up with new memories
are you dead already and Iam in denial?
Is this grief of losing you?
I don't recall you being six feet under

Of all the things said in the end how will it feel?
Do we turn from what we know to rejoice in what is here
can I bare to understand the reasoning behind it all?
Is love sometimes thrown away because of tales untold
and we must obey what our role is in this life and who we are?
So hard at first to understand but now I know
the truth behind it all, the reason behind our fall

When all is said and done don't look back
don't look back at me for I'am your stumble
don't want to be held responsible for unhappiness
don't want to bear bringing up what was once there
So with one last tear I share
"Ashes to ashes , dust to dust " I take what was once
walk it to the edge and let it go

As we sit by the cliff and watch the wind sweep the past away
don't for one second think its all okay,
for as the death of a lover or a death of a friend
memories stick with us til the very end

So we walk back into our personal lives
start living again, smiling,laughing,crying all of the above
one thing is for sure ;
if found in the same room once again
be it I with him, and you with her
our eyes will sweep into a lock of memories gone unheard
and no one will know of that past accept you and me
as we continue on trying to live out our misery

For reasons unknown due to our daily commands
we never know why life chooses our fate for us
and never once leaves it in our hands


I do not need shine or wealth, just a pen and some paper for my health

© Copyright 2007 Althia Kinsey - All Rights Reserved
JamesMichael
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1 posted 2007-06-21 07:21 AM


Nice expression of emotions...
When we focus our love on only one person, and become overly attached, we will suffer for a period of time when we part...
I have known the bliss of love...and I have suffered for love.
The ultimate test of love, is when someone wants to leave us, will we still love them and allow them to freely go...James

Sunshine
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2 posted 2007-06-21 09:35 PM


Althia...

quote:
So I say I have moved on
found a new lover as you have done
but not for one moment do I forget who you are
what you were in my life
not for a second do I forget what its like to
look into your eyes and turn away with blush
because you entrance me by your stare

This said it all.

It's good to be reading your work.



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