Flows

by juanita ann   Mar 31, 2008


I lookup and low and behold you hold another.

through my mind flows the memory of your love, not in words uttered, but in your touch.

i willingly gave all of me, while taking in only a part of you, with no guarantees

what must I do? can anything be done to mend this hole in my heart?

it's not easy to forget, when everyday there is something to remind me.

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  • 14 years ago

    by Grant Gilbert AKA Slash

    Hmm this is actually quite a sad poem, how sad to have to ask to be loved in return for love given freely.
    Well done

    Grant

  • 16 years ago

    by keithnwv

    That has to be so hard for you!! i have never had a situation like yours but i have often wondered how people handle that. probably the only way to get over it is to move on and find another. again, not an easy thing to do i am sure.
    keith

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