It's been almost a week,
Since we last spoke,
Tears roll down my cheek,
Why does this have to happen?
Conflicting schedules,
Final exams, school stuff,
Weekend trips to Florida,
One bitchy mother.
The love does not fade,
It never will,
It's not possible,
You've just been gone too long.
When time passes,
And it's been too long,
I get more sick,
I get nightmares.
I know deep down,
I have nothing to fear,
It's just hard,
When you've been gone too long.













Comments
as for the poem....interesting style. it's almost borderline prose, but the poem structure softens it in a nice way. good job!
thanks!
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my fave part
The love does not fade,
It never will,
It's not possible,
You've just been gone too long.
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Is the rope I walk wearing thing
Is the life I love caving in
Is the weight of your mind
A heavy black bird caged inside..
Say whatever will be will be..
Take the good the bad just breathe...
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we are all museums of fear
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