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I still miss him after all this time...
Not that it probably

Matters one little bit,

And not that I thought

I could cry any more,

But tonight I did.

It was so much so that

My soul felt the pain of

Your absence.

Why didn’t you just

Leave me alone to

Die in my own misery?

Why did you ever even bother with me?

Was I not better on my own?

Because surely this pain,

This agony, this misery,

This lack of existence

In your absence

Is more hell

Than I ever endured before

You rescued me.

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Posted 11 Mar 2013 06:15
Mare it's so true as a woman. So often we open our hearts and open our legs and we end up in tears and misery. We just wish we had never met the guy, right? You nailed it!
Posted 10 Mar 2013 17:25
I feel your pain...instead of healing, the wound is now even wider and's such a heartbroken yet beautifully written poem.

Posted 09 Mar 2013 17:36
I love your poetry .... always a pleasure to read! thank you!
Posted 08 Mar 2013 06:47
You know I'm such a fan. The bane of our existence is our separation from that special other. Endure.
Posted 08 Mar 2013 03:37
i am weeping with you.

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