Earthstone-2009

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
I wrote this on a lonely night.

Submitted: November 24, 2011

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Submitted: November 24, 2011

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I have this bottle of wine,

and no sleep.

You're all that's on my mind,

and it's you,

I wish I could keep.

 

My heart is in my hands,

but you're too far to reach it.

I wish you could understand,

without your defences.

 

I know I hurt you,

and I regret every second of it.

What do I have to do,

to prove,

that this love is meant?

 

To be for us,

and I wouldn't have it any other way.

Could we please discuss,

what our hearts have to say?

 

You are too far for me to grasp,

just out of reach..

Let's let go of our past.

I'll give the opening speech.

 

I love you,

and we're meant to be together.

I wish there was something I could to,

to show you this burning fevor.

 

We're perfect for each other,

and I don't know if you see.

How this has occured,

and how much you really mean to me.

 

I'll keep drinking my wine,

while writing about how I feel.

My spine, is aching.

So, I think I'm done with this confession.

This is unreal...

My heart is breaking,

and I have no destination.

 

I sit alone and think of you for

hours,

wishing you were here to hold me.

But instead, upon myself, I devour.

The ideas of what I think is meant to be. 


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