almost

I haven't talked to you in weeks
I think of you each night

I haven't heard your voice in weeks
I hear your voice each night

I haven't seen your face in weeks
I see your face each night

I haven't felt your touch in weeks
I feel your touch each night

Can you tell me why?
When will you return what I did not give?
What you took so easily.
May I at least ask..... WHY?

Watching
Spinning
*sigh*
Gone.....

All the while wishing
that you dreamnt
of me
too

what

What I want to say is
Why did you go?
What I want to say is
Why didn't you stay?

What I want to know is
Why did you lie?
What I want to know is
Why not the truth?

What I want to do is
Hide from the pain
What I want to do is
Sleep away again

What I really need is
The unthinkable
What I really need is
You.

cinderella syndrome

They read you Cinderella;
you hoped it would come true.
That one day your Prince Charming
would come rescue you
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Beauty over wisdom
to fit in with their styles.
Your Cinderella story
.........for a price
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

What are you doing?
Pushing buttons.
Why?
Because that is what I do.

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Pretend
for a moment
that you know me

Pretend
for a moment
that you ever tried

Now,
wake the fuck up

You created yourself;
and I devastated myself.
You made it crystal clear
like muddy water.

Did you not know me from the start?
You thought you did.
You should have.
I am not that difficult.
I knew you.

Ego stands in the way of life.
Love doesn't stand a chance.

because

Thoughts jumbled
Life askew
Focus lost
Train wreck

Where am I?

Better yet
WHO am I?

miscommunication

Will your eyes never lie to me
Will you never lead me astray
Will your hands forever hold me
Will you never close the door
Will your words never hurt me
Will you always pick me up

(Please don't say forever & ever ... when you are not ready)

meaningless

I thought you to be the different one.

Leaving my worries as dust, discarded.
Overcoming fears that once plagued me,
Vicious circles now far behind.
Each day you drew me closer;

You won me with your words
Of passion, mystery and promises.
Unknowingly, I fell into your trap.

shadows...

...of reality

I found this poem on another blog and snatched it. Only after leaving a gracious comment, of course. It speaks to me in such a way that words do not do justice. It is proof that there is romanticism in strength & independence. That today is the moment to cherish, while keeping yesterday in mind & tomorrow in a fuzzy focus. Read it. Does it speak these things to you? And more...?

After a While
by Veronica A. Shoffstall

After a while, you learn the subtle difference Between holding a hand and chaining a soul.
And you learn that love doesn't mean leaning
And company doesn't mean security,
And you begin to learn that kisses aren't contracts
And presents aren't promises,
And you begin to accept your defeats
With your head up and your eyes open
With the grace of a woman, not the grief of a child
And you learn to build all your roads on today
Because tomorrow's ground is too uncertain for plans.
And futures have a way of falling down in midflight.
After a while, you learn
That even sunshine burns if you get too much.
So you plant your own garden and decorate your own soul,
Instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.
And you learn that you really can endure.
That you really are strong.
And you really do have worth.
And you learn and learn...
With every goodbye,

you learn