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Krys Pressey Dec 2011
She stands infront of him,

not hugging him.

Or holding him.

Not kissing him or holding his hand.

Real close,

As she grabs his hands looking at him with a new sadness in her eyes.

Him looking at her,

not knowing why she's sad,

or whats going on,

he pulls her close and holds her tight,

putting his arms around her,

and stroking her hair.

He tries to comfort her.

With him doing this,

she she sadens more,

looking up,

because he has no clue as to why she

sadens like this.

Seeing her despair,

he asks her what is wrong.

Knowing his helplessness,

she again looks up with her sadened eyes.

Not saying out loud,

everything thats inside her head.

Wishing he'd already knew.



Not upset about other troubles in life.

Her mind's eye is in him.

As she is found with a new despair of her..

but almost perfect boyfriend that is

standing infront of her now.

As she knows that of the burden he's

removed from her.

The pain of whats in her life.

He brings a new one,

the reason for her despair.

The person that is betterly different fron the rest.

The reason she is now happy.

Also remains the reason she is sad.

New apologies.

Him being sweet,

but also the one that brings a new problem.

Not understanding of how he cares so much

and can let words slip by.

Still remains puzzled.

New apologies.

New hearts broken?

More strings attatched.

As it is to be said;

too good to be true: never lasts.



So as she sits there in his arms,

she wonders.

How it got this far,

and how to change the event that is yet to overcome her.



Silent wishes yet plesent dreams.

She hopes it wont be over yet for her.

Hoping the new treasure in her life can only hope to bring but more joy.

Not to get worse but to only get better. Her joy.
andy fardell Apr 2016
Life feels very empty right now
Maybe its the stars shining in this desolate void of blackness
Could it be the silence of my echoes
No
It's the missing of my love

My beautiful is sailing
Therefore my heart sigh's in lonlines
Oh i miss you
Yes I do

Ripped and torn i lay thinking
Hot blows in sadness as I sweat
And my reach scrapes the cold pillow of air
Cos your not here
Yet you are there

Tis I that comes near crying
Tis I that calls your name
Tis I that sadens your silence
Tis I that calls your name

My beautiful
My love
My everything
I love you x

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