Laying in the dark,
Looking at the night sky,
I find myself
Asking "why?"
"Why did I have you in my grasp
And let you go?"
"Why did I not realize
Before you walked out that door? "
Then I start to think "I had to lose you
In order to know we were right,"
But still, I lay here and regret
That I let you out of my sight.
Not only did I have to realize,
You do too.
One day you'll realize like I did,
And you'll see I'm supposed to be with you.
This is why I lay here.
It helps me see things why they are.
So until you come back to me,
I'll be here looking at the stars.
8-28-12
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Love's a Funny Thing (Poetry Collection)
PoetryA collection of poems of long ago past loves all combined into one collection. The feelings that were once very much real at the time are faded and moved on from. There's even some I'm still healing from. However, past love's, we all have them. Here...
