I have found light.

shed my scared skin of my past.

found my little place atlast.

but all I do is dream. dream of you.

the girl who vanished.

I pass your house.

still remeber the taste of your lips

its been a year since we kissed.

no remedy for a lost love like this.

things are so bright.

they hurt my eyes.

I laugh more than I cry.

still get by but your nowhere around.

I searched. waited. forever.

its still forever. and will always be forever. 

no way to measure the absence in any other way.

no reason to pray.

you are gone. forever.

as if you deid and just vanished from my life.

well you did. You commited social suicide.

atleast I tried. 

still paraylsis has me confined. 

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nightlight1220's picture

beautiful, human honest

beautiful, human honest emotion...nothing not to like about this one! love and light to you.

...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."

"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "


brandnewglory's picture

been there

you really captured this feeling, good job :)