GETTING OVER YOU

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Inspired by CHAR

 

I noticed that I'm different,  then I was before

I no longer look to see, if it's you, coming through the door! 

I realized that I don't check my phone, hoping that you called. 

I don't even check my text,  to see if you texted at all. 

I'm sorry to have to tell you this,  but I thought you should know. 

When a person isn't there, our feelings start to go. 

maybe that's why  your avoiding me, to clear me from your mind...

but if you look deep inside,  your heart, it's me you'll find.

as for me,  I must say,  it hurts more then I thought

when nothings said,  no-reason why, not one explaintion have I got! 

So I live my life each day,  without you ever here. 

the rose colored glasses that I  wear,  are becoming  really clear. 

Now I realize that Im slowly, getting over you

It feels strange not having you here, but that's just what you do. 

I have no Tears to cry,  they dryed long ago

I have no words to beg...  I'll simply let you go!  

I'll never understand, what was so hard to do? 

I found it very easy, to love only you. 

but we made our choices,  or they were made for us.

now we must live with them, and move on as we must!  

So I'll simply say I'm sorry,  for not being the one you need. 

I could have been,  if you'd have let me in, instead you made me bleed.

So this is me without you,  cold and does not care... 

I'm at the point of not giving a shit,  if your ever there. 

So this is how it feels... getting over you? 

I have less stress,  I spend much less,  and I can find somebody new...!!!

 

Paul (ChryWizard)  Posney ©02/15/2018

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Sassylass's picture

Hi

It's good to write it out. It cleans the wounds

I hope you are moving forwsrd..

My best to  you 

Cheryl 


Poetry is passion,imagination & soul mixing together....

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ChryWizard's picture

Moving on...

Well let's just say I'm working on it...  The inspiration of this poem has a way of coming back into my life just about the time I'm ready.  Then she works me with my affection for her.  But each time this happens,  she loses another piece of me... Soon there won't be enough feelings to use against me.... 


As the eyes are the windows of our soul,

My poetry is the windows of my heart!!!

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Breakups

R like that, yeah - slc


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