Thursday, December 19, 2013

POETRY: WHEN YOU LEFT..........

I just can't describe the feelings that wash over me, 
like tidal waves of and ocean.
When I close my eyes I can still smell you. 
I can still feel my fingers running through your hair.  
And I can still feel the warmth of my heart that you 'cause.  
But something's missing.  I search for it.  
I search through all my tears and thoughts and emotions 
that overcome me, but still I don't find it.  
When I open my eyes it is all clear.  
What I was missing was you.  
And reality hits me like a brick wall.  
My heart coldens like ice and my fingers go numb.  
All I can think of is the pain I am feeling.  
The pain is like a hundred daggers all at once hitting me 
and not missing a spot on my body.  
All my emotions drain out of me like water through a faucet.  
I can't see through the pictures and memories that we once shared.  
They are bombarding me. All at once 
I feel warm water slowly, ever so slowly, dripping down my cheeks. 
Yet it feels good.  I just can't describe the sensation.  
It's like letting go.  And I now realize that I must go on, 
and that going on doesn't mean that I have to give up everything 
that we once shared, that I can hold onto it, but I must move on.  
And like everything else I must leave you and live.

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