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Without My Heart

Poetry By: JBrewer

I wrote this to someone that means a lot to me. Someone that over the years, I didn't realize just how much, maybe until it was to late.

Submitted:Apr 2, 2013    Reads: 17    Comments: 7    Likes: 5   

I sit and look at your pictures,
and wonder if you will call.
My heart breaks as I miss you,
I feel the pieces start to fall.
I hold the phone in my hand,
never wanting to let it go.
Knowing once I set it down,
I'll have to admit that it will be so.
With every text that comes in,
I start wishing for it to be you.
But as my heart keeps breaking,
I know those texts are all through.
As the phone drops from my hand,
my teardrops follow it to the floor.
And as the screen begins to light up,
I start wishing just a little more.
Jeremy Brewer
Poetry Embrace


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