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Stacy Tidwell May 2019
Even Though I'm moving don't worry I'll be back.
I am not moving because I want to,
I'm moving because its what's best for  my future.
Even though I'm leaving
I am not giving up on you or us.
When I leave I am taking all our
adventures and all that we have been through
as memories.
When I leave I am leaving you with everything that
matters to me for you to look after and keep until I return.
When I leave I am leaving the place that I grew up in
I'm not leaving you.
When I leave it's going to be hard at first
It'll take a while to comprehend what happened.
Even though you will hurt as I will
you will find a way to get over it like I will as always
I will always keep in touch and remember you.
Even though I'm leaving I will find a way back to you.
Even though I have to say good bye it won't be forever.
Let's hug and say bon voyage because my Trip
isn't one way it's a round trip I will return.
Even though I am leaving I will embrace what we have
even if it's thousands of miles apart.
Even though I am leaving, We will kiss and say good bye.
Heather May 2019
Your love made my stomach turn
Gnarled my fingers
Twisted my intestines

Your love made me light as a feather
Turned my dreams from distant stars
To the Apple just within reach

But tell me
Should love hurt so bad?
I miss you
Angharad Apr 2019
I'm hidden come and find me
Naked in the dark that's where I'll be
Suffocated amongst the bed sheets of our emotions
Reality blanketed by lusts deep oceans
Trapped in this bed for a time that is lost
Strangled by our wires that seem to be crossed
Eloisa Apr 2019
In my hours of bliss
Here in this world full of words
In my time of grief
You’re my poem I’ll always write
and the story of my life
Eloisa Apr 2019
You
For some it was poetry
   For me, it was bits and pieces of you
   More of you...and less of me
No, it was everything about you
~I miss bits and pieces of you.
   I miss all about you.
The night is cool.
The skies are open.
The weather is perfect.
I'm all alone, under the blanket.
I have everything else.
The only thing missing, is you.
Fidel Apr 2019
My dear,
I don’t feel so good,
I death is on its way,
I will write you,
Act,
Like nothing is happening,
I put the world war aside for you
And even with explosions behind my back,
I feel so alone.
I could tell you how much I love you,
How much I adore you,
But I don’t think your boyfriend would much enjoy that,
Would he?
All and every attempt to be noticed
I’ll call you ‘friend’
Just as long as you call me when the party is over
Tell me you love me
Tell me you miss me
Tell me you need me,
But the morning you wake up,
When all my hopes are up, and I’m high on love
You wake up to tell me you don’t remember anything.
And all my life, I will just wish I had you closer,
Closer so close you would never ever leave me,
You only love me when you are drunk or drinking,
But even when you wake up and forget about my face, I will still love you silently, deeply and endlessly
Wishing
Wishing she was you.
Wanna go for coffee?
Heather Apr 2019
Each night since he left
I trace your words on my skin
I memorize the curve of the L
And try to imagine what you would say

But the truth is I haven’t the slightest clue
You never worried about men, so it seemed.
I wish you had taught me how.
Grandma- love you always
The Unsung Song Apr 2019
I miss looking into the eyes of my mother.
I miss looking into the eyes of my father.
I miss looking into the eyes of a person who is,
loving,
compassionate,
and faithful.

I miss having a reason to be alive.
I miss having a reason to wake up.
I miss having a reason to be the person I want to be,
loving,
compassionate,
and faithful.

They say that the eyes are the window to the soul.
Can this be true if the eyes belong to someone without,
a soul?
Can this be true if the eyes belong to someone who is not,
loving,
compassionate,
and faithful?

I don't understand why we cry.
I don't understand why we sleep.
I don't understand why we love.
But maybe,
just maybe,
it is all the same thing.

I hope we cry because we are,
loving,
compassionate,
and faithful.

I hope we sleep because we need rest from,
loving,
hold compassion,
and are faithful.

I hope we love because that is what it is,
to be human.

My worst fear is that,
we love because we are asleep.
I miss being awake.
Eera Apr 2019
Sometimes I feel like
It's good to have this kind of life,
And feelings that don't cut like a knife;
It's better when you don't text me,
It's better when I just live for me.
But there are also times
When I remember those nights,
And those daydreaming flights;
When all I cared for was you,
When all I craved for was you.
and I never again felt the same.
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