I've been taking too many showers lately
Watching every movie we own, sitting in my towel
Spreading my legs over where you would have sat
[Ifyouhadn'tleftIfyouhadn'tleftIfyouhadn'tleft]
You said,
"It won't hurt very long. Things will be okay."
But, things were okay, weren't they?
I've been dying my hair every Saturday night
Filling up the time we would've spent
Snugglinggigglinglaughingtalking
[Maybe if I can change my hair, I can change myself too]
You loved when I painted my nails,
Neon green, midnight blue, cyber grape, and alloy orange
My nails have been a pale pink ever since you left
It used to be that I couldn't wait to get off work
To come home to the whole world
Now, I stay as long as possible
& on the those nights I just can't bare the thought of going home to an empty apartment
I walk to our favorite restaurant
& order Cherry Pepsi (I hate Cherry Pepsi. But, it's what you always got)
Some mornings I forget that I'm the only one laying in our bed
& I try snuggling into you
Getting blankets tangled in my arms instead
"I don't want to hurt you anymore, you deserve the world, & all I can ever give you is this small apartment"
Maybe that's all I wanted,
I'm still here, aren't I?
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Smile anyways.
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Tony
remember when we talked about where we'd be a year from now?...remember when you held my hand like you'd never let it go?....remember , cause that's all you can do...
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How can I sleep without your breathing?
How can I dream without your touch?
How can I hope without your smile?
How can I be me…without you?
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Writing is easy: All you do is sit staring at a blank sheet of paper until drops of blood form on your forehead. ~Gene Fowler
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Writing is easy: All you do is sit staring at a blank sheet of paper until drops of blood form on your forehead. ~Gene Fowler
This poem is about something which is very important and close to you, so it's understandable that you would have a lot to say. However, there's a lot of territory covered here, and it feels a bit spread out. For only a page-long poem, there are a lot of little anecdotes inside of it- taking too many showers, dying your hair, painting your nails, getting off of work and ordering cherry pepsi, and lying in bed alone. Although these are all related, there's nothing connecting them in a logical order. I feel disjointed jumping from place to place without a strong relation between.
I think that this poem is definitely a good start at expressing your feelings for this person. However, I'd like to see more about these individual moments, maybe expressed as separate poems.
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We need faith for the same reasons it's so hard to find.
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Thank you so much for being honest
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