You
Hurt me
Not like
I stubbed my toe against the wall
or caught my finger in the door kind of hurt
You hurt me
Like
My world tumbled down
and my heart cracked open kind of hurt.
I would've done anything for you
Given anything to you
and yet my anythings weren't everythings or perhaps
They were nothings
Or perhaps
They were everything
Just not anything
Close to the nothing
You wanted from me.
Thank you
For letting me go.
Wednesday, November 10, 2010
Monday, November 08, 2010
If not my "soulmate"...then surely a mate for my soul
my physical being met yours some years ago
but
i'd be remiss if i didn't insist that
my soul reacts to yours as if it's known you in lifetimes past
like our pasts had somewhere crossed the same path
and we
found each other...
and now
in the silence of the words i need not utter
you can hear melodies
that sing of our love
of our heartbreak
and of our persistence or rather resistance to parting...
i find comfort in knowing that wherever i am
there you'll be...
i think i was meant for you
and you for me.
but
i'd be remiss if i didn't insist that
my soul reacts to yours as if it's known you in lifetimes past
like our pasts had somewhere crossed the same path
and we
found each other...
and now
in the silence of the words i need not utter
you can hear melodies
that sing of our love
of our heartbreak
and of our persistence or rather resistance to parting...
i find comfort in knowing that wherever i am
there you'll be...
i think i was meant for you
and you for me.
Thursday, October 28, 2010
for the record
it's not so much about not needing you in my life...
it's more about not wanting you in it.
it's more about not wanting you in it.
Thursday, September 23, 2010
i'll be back
there's something i want to write...
but i'm flustered
and everything i write, isn't right....
but i'm flustered
and everything i write, isn't right....
Monday, July 26, 2010
Sunday, July 18, 2010
Saturday, July 10, 2010
Memory fades
I purposefully forgot what it felt like to love you
Because I fear that if I allow myself to remember
I will never be able to forget again.
Because I fear that if I allow myself to remember
I will never be able to forget again.
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