Cold hands means a warm heart

~ Trace my body with your words..
And in doing so, you touch my heart. ~

me too.....your painful write drew my breath, so sad, so definate. i truly ~felt~ this poem, very well written maureen.
lots of love, gemma xxxxxxxx

learning each day, for you and i, our paths have met, i've already learnt that you are love.

WOW Maureen, pity he won't read your last Valentine to him, it would have opened his eyes for sure.

And though it gives you hard times sometimes, your last lines should be the ones to hold on to, but you know that already.

You're a heck of a girl lady and I'm so glad I had the opportunity to embrace and hug you back there in Tampa.
Sweet closet memories that will stay with me forever.

Titia

Like scattered leaves...my words will flow

What is life without poetry and adventure?
"Little sister" is just another way of saying "Guardian Angel"!
We do not stop playing because we grow ol

Nancy, he learned nothing
except that he lost everything
in that one moment of lust.

Thank you for your kind words, pk.

Bill, now if I could just find another you, who can make me smile with the silliest of stories and yet share the romantic moments too. Your friendship has always meant alot to me. I will always recall the "barbill" at dinner. Someday I hope to see you in your place of comfort. And you needn't say any words about this poem, because I know that you understand.
((Bill))
Renee


gemjop, I have a lot of history with him, more than 30 years and even though the marriage is over, he will still be the one who will always know me at my best and at my worst. Thank you, gemma.

Ethel, for now he is still the constant in my life. We will always share a bond of memories and shared friends.
I won't go through any more heartaches or heartbreaks because I won't allow it anymore.
I have no pain from him, nor hurt anymore.
I pity him at times when he has no one to share his love with. And although you may be correct in that I need to be open to new relationships, I think I will pass.

There are many times, despite his leaving me, that he begins to look very good to me, compared to what is out there. I know you can't understand this and I can't make it clear enough except to say, if it wasn't for the alcohol, I would not be here on the net writing at all.
hugss back
M


Linda, I have had many degrees of closure. The meeting of new friends from here was one. Taking the steps to get out and not feel "embarassed" over the "failure" of a long marriage. I failed just as much as he did. I failed to keep his interest in me. Failed to build his ego when he needed it most. Failed at helping him through his "mid-life crisis" believing him when he said it was not me causing it. I failed because I was too controlling, he said,but he failed in realizing that my control was what kept him alive to this day.
Addictions no matter what kind are hard to overcome, whether alcohol, drugs, food or sex...I failed on my part and  can never change that.
These words were all I have left in me. I have had closure over and over, some false and with it false hope. I will always be wistful and wish to have back the security and love that I once felt, even if it may have been mostly in my mind.
The pain though is gone, replaced by a void, and a lack of understanding the world as it is today. I will have these mood swings, not because of the lack of love, but because that is what I am made of.
Thank you for your kindness and understanding words. They are appreciated as is the chance to release feelings in this forum.
warm hugss
M


Ed, I hope everyone thinks twice before wanting something that tempts them and leaves behind a life of memories. I also  hope that  each tries to keep their marriage or relationship alive with the special touches to spark the warmth.
I have been told there are just as many women who do this to their husbands and significant others, so one need not apologize. We are all human, have needs and want those needs met.
Thank you and I wish for you to hold onto your love.


Titia, he won't read this one, and I have the others that were sent a few years ago, including the ones to me except for the very last one that I tore up in hurt and anger because they were meaningless words, lies.

Nothing opened his eyes...not the way I dressed or spoke to him, nothing. Although if I do go out and he stops by before, he  looks me over and asks where I am going. And now I am the one to lie and not tell him, because I am not his business anymore.

I am glad I met you too. Do you know I never took a picture of the closet?  I am going to have a Valentine surprise for the poets I met. Hopefully my poem and picture will be ready for tomorrow's posting. I admire you greatly and  would have loved to have traveled with you on your fishing expeditions. You are so very brave.
hugsss
M
bytheway, I  have made your phyllo bacon dish several times, but it just never tastes as good as yours did.
Sue, I am ok. Just needing to  say a few things that were stored inside me.  


Balladeer, people think I should be bitter, but I already went through that. They think I should hate him for ruining what we had, I went through that stage too. Maybe a slow divorce is the way to go because we are friends now.
Most don't understand it and some can't accept it and when I feed him they warn him  that I may be poisoning him.
But then I wonder what he is putting in my  drink everytime he opens the frig.
It's a running joke in this small town.

When I care, it is forever. Everyone of you that has touched my life will always be there and when I am at my lowest, I reach inside and pull those moments out (and I especially look at the picture of you, in the great "fall") and then I can smile and go on my way. I am very glad I met you. Your photo on here does not do you justice. It can't show your warmth in your appearance and words.
Thank you, again.


Martie,  I am not really a strong person. Having taught, I have had to learn to fight for children and their needs. Having come from a large family I have learned how to help and share myself with them in their times of need. The hardest thing is when I  am in need, I have trouble asking for it because I feel I have disappointed them as I have myself. So if I can just get over that, I will be ok.


ThunderMag, I am glad you are  there for Julie.  



Dixie, I know I will always find you here sending me good thoughts.
hugss
M

Thank you all, for your caring words. I never expected to get much of a response.

[This message has been edited by nakdthoughts (02-13-2003 09:37 AM).]

It's amazing I won. I was running against peace, prosperity, & incumbency.
--G. "DUBYA" BUSH. June 14, 2001. Unaware of rolling TV camera.