The Waiting Game (An Original Poetry)
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Nothing's quite the same
Ever since fate has unraveled its plan
From the way my heartbeat echoes the sound of your name
To the fact that I still mourned whenever I can
There's not much to do, anyway
But to allow the pain to speak for itself
The absence makes me want to run away
From the crushing memories and how they felt...
It feels so odd
Breathing without your scent
Sometimes I want to find God
And ask Him where you went
Will He ever bring you back?
I bet the angels have grown so fond of you
I'll try to keep my heart intact
Just in case you'll need it too
For now I must face the world
Without the very essence of it
I guess I just have to be brave
And wait for this sadness to dissipate...
Some people can really affect us in this way. The only remedy is time and sheer force of will to focus elsewhere. A highly relatable write for most hear. Great penning, lyxng:)
Thank you dear. :D
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