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It Gets Old
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It Gets Old |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced 
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It gets old, being alone... sleeping, waking, eating, singing, watching, breathing, cooking, sitting, reading. The clock is still blinking from the power outage a week ago, I don't care much for keeping time when I mostly go with the flow. And I miss your arms around me wrapping me against you tight when doing dishes or washing clothes or laying down in bed at night. How can I get good at marriage when you're only here a couple days then gone out on the road again while I'm here in a lonely haze? And I dread the coming season, cool crisp air turned cold, how am I to keep me warm? Being alone, it gets old. [This message has been edited by passing shadows (08-22-2010 12:17 PM).] |
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easy1 Senior Member
since 2010-05-22
Posts 1209Southeastern USA |
It can be tough at times, and you have covered the subject very well here. And, hooray for blinking clock lights (although not for power outages). They are like a time-suspended flashing colored beacon... Temporarily, of course, because sooner or later one has to reset the clock or unplug it. Excellent write! |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
A long time ago, I broke up with my boyfriend, and I got lonely and to cheer myself up I would pretend he was with me and being his annoying self. Then we got back together and I married him. Now I'm pretending I'm not annoyed that I feel so alone when he's HOME. sigh We never get "good" at it, lovie. Never. and hey, I was up and cryin' anyway. So have a hug and a sniffle.  |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
alone is hard... and there is little anyone can say that eases the pain of it.. you capture it well... |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Fine writing...James |
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rosepetals36 Member
since 2010-07-09
Posts 137Pa |
"And I miss your arms around me wrapping me against you tight when doing dishes or washing clothes or laying down in bed at night." That is my favorite part. I think you read my mind when I let it go there. I really like. -- Used to be rosepetals25 :) I never know what to say when I reply to a poem, so ignore the lameness! |
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JL Member Ascendant
since 2004-04-01
Posts 6128Texas, USA |
"The clock is still blinking from the power outage a week ago, I don't care much for keeping time when I mostly go with the flow." Love this write, but this specific verse made me chuckle because it reminded me of when I was once told: “I only flip the pancakes so I don’t have to clean up the burned griddle.” Sounds like he is doing what he has to do to make a living, no? I bet he misses you just as much… JL |
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The Lady Member Rara Avis
since 2005-12-26
Posts 7634The Southwest |
"And I miss your arms around me wrapping me against you tight" I understand this so well Dixie and I hear you missing him. I miss my husband too...I have learned to be good at the marriage I have. |
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jwesley Member Rara Avis
since 2000-04-30
Posts 7563Spring, Texas |
Nice, my friend...could be far worse; I know you're counting your blessings, I can see it in your pieces like this... happy for you... j. |
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