Suddenly

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Depression

Suddenly,

You leave my prescence;

Suddenly,

You come back again.

Why, oh why

Have you been

Doing this?

I surly do not know.



When you first came

Into my life,

Everything was good;

Fine;

Wonderful;

Great-

You never left me;

Always stayed

By my side.



Now-

You come, stay a few days;

Then you leave for

A few days.

I don't get it;

You used to be so

Good about remembering

The woman you loved.

Why stop now?

I don't know.



When you go,

I miss you terribly;

Never leaving the place

We first met-

Why do you do this

So frequently?

I don't know.



But when you do come,

YOu stay and talk;

As if nothing happened.

Why does this happen?

Is this supposed

To happen?

I don't know.



How can I live through

All this;

As if it were all a dream?

How do I live

Without you?

I just need to know.



Your prescence is wonderful;

But is mine acceptable?

If these questions

Are too much,

Please tell me

And I'll

Quit asking

These fretful

Questions.



I always thought that

Being single like

Enya

Would be a way out

Of being in love.

But when I met you,

You told me different-

You said that

I didn't have to

Follow in Enya's footseps;

I was quite shocked

At what you said.



Now I've fallen in love

And look at what

Happened:

I now have no way

Out of love;

I will stay in love-

Is that a good choice?

Or

Is it a bad choice?



My life has changed;

It will stay this way

Forever-

And I won't let go of it;

Never.



If I come to change

My mind,

I'll look back

To the first day

I met you;

Then

I'll think back

to the first day

I fell in love with you;

Then

I'll go back to

The present

And stay in

My relationship with you-

No matter what it takes.



You're the love of my life

And it will stay that way

For the rest

Of our

Lives;

Until we're no longer

Alive.

It might lead us both

Upward together and

May never

Separate us

At that point.

But that's as afar as

I'm going there.



Suddenly,

Here I am;

Back at home;

Currently writing

This and thinking

To myself,"C'est la vie!"

That's life and that's

How it's going to be!

Forever love.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I think I had wrote this about my boyfriend betraying me. He's such a forgetful guy, and he sometimes forgets to come on to talk to me.

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