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Morning The Living

Poetry By: Kissmeimgreek
Poetry


Normally I read my stuff out loud to myself - feel free to do the same.


Submitted:Feb 10, 2013    Reads: 8    Comments: 2    Likes: 1   


It would take me years

to figure out how you smile so perfectly

how you flow through my mind figuratively

constantly, like my waves match yours

and were in sync

like every move I make

you think,

I know

But I watched you go

Because this wasn't worth it.

I like to think I'm stronger as time goes by

That I don't think of you as much - but

trying to say I don't:

is a lie.

Truth be told if I don't I'm just a half

over due

looked past

waiting for you to make me whole

say the words that my soul has ached for

for all these months.

With endings there is always a flame

always a silver lining in the rain

and pain of loosing your heart to a game

seems never ending

always spending

countless hours remembering

what day, what time, what moment, what smile

was the last one

was the true one

I know my healing has just begun

Because I don't miss you

I mourn you

You died and you never said goodbye

And I know if I ever bump into you again

You never will.





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