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Originally Posted by ManMadeofAshes
joelle,
It’s been two year since I started dreaming of us
and we could both choke on how many poems I wrote to express
how much I love you
but remember
you remember
I never was supposed to...
you are the girl on a dirt bike
and you quickly became my favorite poem
but since the day we met you’ve been untouchable
fenced in by a rigid girlfriend...
...or maybe I just say it like that
because I like to pretend
I could have made you happy if we were
together.
now its sad we recently have been seperated by distance
so it was nice you found a train to visit
but when you had yourself that little fuckk
justtt for the hell of it
its my bad luck
I fell in love that moment.
now I cant help but wonder,
Is love a concept that is required to be active
or can you call a one night stand a lover?
can I appreciate the moment for what it is?
not feel like I have to recover.
I guess letting go is not that easy for me.
she was the first girl who ever got me thinking
“this is the kind of person I want to marry”
so It’s no wonder I was so quiet that day at Moxie’s
when you asked me,
“what’s wrong?”
I think you thought I was depressed
more like defeated.
I remember your disinterest towards marriage
but in my head I was pleading
what if’s....
silly kids
copy their parents.
Now I lay alone in my bed
and search for the lingering warmth of her body
in my mattress
the fading leftovers of us
our love
and the attempt to fake a happy ending.
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Was this meant to be for me to be reading your poem?
I've been very similar to this situation...actually you speak apart of my life.
What the heck? That's really cool.