Crushed, obsessed
Overwhelmed
No getting over you
Flood gates breached
Out of control
Nothing I can do.
Out of my mind
Sick and tired
Heart shattered, black and blue
Tired of wanting what we had
Tired of missing you.
Can’t let go
Holding on
No rhyme or reason there
Empty drawers and promises
That cold and callous stare.
Ice and stone
Lust and fire
Brought me to my knees
Never thought you’d walk away
Never thought you’d leave.
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Patty! I missed your poems. I hope you’re well and that this lovely poem is but a work of creativity! ❤️
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Thank you, Isha! Great to hear from you!!!!!!
No worries…I’m fine. My current relationship is intact and healthy.
I will however, continue to write about lost loves ….my own experiences and that of others. Empathy….
a curse and a blessing!
Hope you are well. Be safe! Hugs! 💙
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Lost loves are meant to be churned into poetic words, and they certainly help one come to terms and heal. I missed you and am glad to see you back! Hugs to you too! 💛💛
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Curse or r blessing, you speak pain of the soul.
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Yes, a curse and a blessing. Thank you so much for commenting! 💙
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All your writing is enveloping. Love it.
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Thank you!!!!!! 💙💙💙💙💙💙
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