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Thinking of it just
Gives me a twist in the stomach
And a terrible, terrible pain

If you come back today
I will have to find
a million more ways
to cope for later
when you leave
because you always do
and it's too much for me
to bear.

Just never come back again.
Ever. Ever. Ever.
wht.
I saw forever in your eyes. . .


                Then you closed them.
Wrote this when I found out my husband was in love with another woman.
Cross the hands over the breast here--so.
Straighten the legs a little more--so.
And call for the wagon to come and take her home.
Her mother will cry some and so will her sisters and
     brothers.
But all of the others got down and they are safe and
     this is the only one of the factory girls who
     wasn't lucky in making the jump when the fire broke.
It is the hand of God and the lack of fire escapes.
~~♥~~

I used to think men
should be more like books
Both you cannot
judge by looks...

If I didn't want to finish reading
I put it down... no heart was bleeding

A book will never fuss or fight
It will stay with you
through the night...

It doesn't smoke. It doesn't drink.
It won't leave toothpaste
in the sink!

It doesn't binge... it don't eat...
It won't leave up the toilet seat!

It don't forget. It doesn't mope.
It won't hog the TV remote!

It doesn't have to have
The last say...
It doesn't have legs

to walk away.

But it's not soft. It isn't warm.
It doesn't keep you
safe from harm.

Even though it makes no fuss
It can't think. It can't discuss.

Even though it has its charms
it can't hold you in its arms.

It doesn't pine. It doesn't miss.
It can't hug and it can't kiss.

So now I think on it again...
... I think BOOKS should be
             more like MEN!!!



SoulSurvivor
2/20/2015
~~♥~~
Love the greatest teacher,
she teaches us to understand ourselves, 
to reveal that love is not an outer thing, 
it’s deep within.

Before we can receive, we give,
and giving find the jewel of human worth, 
we have this trait from birth
like many things,
quelled by the laws of adults in their ignorance.

Born with the bond that ties all spirits close,
and when it manifests its magical sensation,
goaded by our state of mind,
we revel in its complete attention, 
to details sensitive and full of joy.

Her soft caresses touch our quick, 
her ties established hard to break,
her empathy with all that lives and breathes,
she is our welfare, our religion, our raison d'être.    

Margaret Ann Waddicor 29th November 2013.
I wont deny all the good we shared,
Was overshadowed by the bad.
It's lying here remembering those times,
Thats whats making me really sad.
~ ♦ ~
I walked away from the only person,
I've ever felt so strongly for.
Things we did together will last,
Such things don't end upon exiting the front door.
~ ♣ ~
There are times I question the integrity of my decision,
Asking if I'd made the right one.
When push comes to shove in this moment,
It was something I felt had to be done.
~ ♠ ~
This does not mean that I do not desire,
Meaning I still wish I had you there.
If only it had been better,
I think this love could've lasted my dear.
~ ♥ ~
It's surprisingly harder to utter a simple phrase,
Something as simple as "I love you".
Perhaps it seems that I don't wish to speak it,
But believe me, at this point in time, I really do.
~ ◘ ~
For paragraphs and monologues,
I could write till my hearts content.
All things aside, in attempt so you'd understand,
Our time apart, should be time well spent.
I can't say I ever foresaw things going the way the way they did. Nor can I say that either decision was going to be a worthy one. I guess, time will tell us what is to happen. Things are too much for me at the time being, so for now, itll be no one im seeing ♥
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