Open Poetry #1 |
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Me Without You Again© |
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since 1999-06-15
Posts 321USA |
Me Without You Again ©1998 Genea Parker You’d think I’d be used to it, watching as you walk away. Knowing you have to go, hoping you’ll be back one day. But each time it happens, a part of me goes too. No matter how far you go, my heart is always with you. You told me not to cry, so I smiled and said ok. But when you turned your back, I wiped my tears away. The parking lot was empty, when I got into my car. I headed straight for home, but didn’t get very far. As your plane flew overhead, tears streamed down my face. I knew no other person on earth, could ever take your place. I sat by the side of the road crying, my heart breaking in two. Will I ever get used to this, get used to me without you? It’s me without you again, like it’s been before. It’s we with only one again, a play with no encore. Trying to keep focused on life’s open doors. Even though it’s me again, without you like before. ------------------ Thanks for taking the time to read. Comments welcome! :-) |
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Genea Member
since 1999-06-15
Posts 321USA |
This one i wrote for a friend who got dumped. ~Genea |
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