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Angela Campbell Nov 2013
I wish my life was like a poem
simple and organized
and hauntingly beautiful
slightly lyrical
and not judgmental


(a.f.c)
Angela Campbell Nov 2013
My heart grows heavy
with longing for you
And oh God, I pray,
That you miss me too

My mind wanders off
To the very best days,
when we were young and it was summer
I can still see you face

Your tan skin gleaming in the sun
that peeked through the trees
your blue eyes glistening
as they stared at me

I can still hear your voice,
and the words that it whispered
I can still feel your touch on my cheek
But sadly enough, it’s only while I sleep,


In my dreams.


(a.f.c)
Angela Campbell Nov 2013
Our love could be poetic,
full of imagery.
Picture us together,
you and me

Can you imagine the light?
The lights, the sparks, the flames
But where there is fire
There’s bound to be pain

So what happens to us?
We burn into ash,
and all of a sudden,
We’re a thing of the past.


(a.f.c)
Angela Campbell Nov 2013
It's two am
and the thoughts consume me
the thoughts of you
are pulsing through my head
Just like my heart beats for you

For you, forever
Or at least that's how it's supossed to be.
Clearly things change,
but you're still all I see
your face in my eyes
your touch in my dreams

I'll forever think of you
and what we used to be.


(a.f.c)

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