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rachel-baumgardner
American
The wave, Not slow, not rolling, All the sudden crashing, Crashing over me, All of me It's this day There's a feeling about it One all its own It holds the truth... You're gone I walk, ever so steady One foot in front, then switch A concentration...Just to not fall Past concrete and marble, To one etching This one etching Not only engraved in stone, But the most in my mind A name, a few dates The last date lining up With the day my wave hit The rain sinks into cotton Drenching my shoulders, my heart I stand, I'm still, I weep Weep with the rain. My sorrow, My maddness Is not because of you. No, it's because of The absence of you Retrace my steps No looking back My moan marking your eternal place I'm done tumbling through the water Though I still can not find breath Everything else today Everything felt, everything thought, All took flight Because all that matters Is I miss you. I love you. And... I can never have you. This wave, this wave I feel Swept you away with the tide No sweet endings, No goodbyes. Today, I remember Times fought, and times lost On this day, I remember you Your lovely, smiling face But the wave will wash that smile Maybe from the sand, But not from my heart. Never this heart.
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Aug 3, 2011
Aug 3, 2011 at 6:42 PM UTC
A Wave of the Heart