I miss you.
And I am not saying this,
Because you are gone.
It’s because I have stopped,
While the world goes on.
And what stopped me dead in my tracks?
It was how while leaving, you turned around and looked back.
Because what I saw in your eyes,
Was your wish to stay on, though it was time to say goodbye.
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You imagine what you would like to be and not what is...
oh my god! You are truly blossoming into one helluva poet. Respect.
@Anonymous:that's what imagination is supposed to be:)
@Mahuya:thx!you keep me going on:)
I agree both with Anonymous and Mahuya!
lv,
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@Neel:love:)
This one makes me think of my lovely cat who left me at 21 yrs, neither of us found the goodbye easy.
@Mo:oh Mo, I can imagine:)
Lovely. And bittersweet for me... It seems like it can be for different circumstances (life or relationship losses).
For me, it hit it right on about how I feel about my father who passed last year... My world seemed to stop in so many ways.
Your words are lovely.
Cheryl
@Cheryl:thanks:)so glad you could relate to it.
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