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Lani Foronda Jul 2014
"i     love     you,     but     i     think     i     love     her     too."
July 24, 2014
  Jul 2014 Lani Foronda
Dougie Simps
I've sketched this out, I've drawn up a few conclusions
It wasn't real, but our chemistry could of fooled any illusion..
Talking late texting, an early message, a few words to pass by the other just to gain some leverage,
I just didn't see you coming, but that's an excuse, end of sentence.
Yet,
I apologize
For not taking my chances to finally look into those eyes
Promise you clear skies
Lay down on the beach, talk forever
As time flies
I miss you.
I miss having someone to just talk
It's getting hella lonely now, hands in my pockets as I just walk
I guess it makes sense
Two people can't intertwine if they both are tense
I just never met a woman who I can speak too, understand and just vent.
But I made a mistake
I forgot what building a relationship takes..
Takes a chance, takes a moment
Takes two people in order to make
And I peep from time to time just to still see that pretty smile
I would text you, but I know it wouldn't be worth while
I just hope you know and understand
This wasn't part of my plans
At times, I rewind that long Saturday
And wish it was all pretend
I wish we could of stayed friends
I tend to wonder if we will ever amend
Till then
I wish you well and hope you one day can come around
I promise to do right on my wrongs
No cussin, no lookin down.
Letting go...cause forever, you can't hold on
It's true that you truly miss something but only when it's finally gone.
Honestly...This was for me. We've never met but I wish we did. I lost to technology and pride..stubbornness and a fight that didn't have to happen. Remember that not everything is worth the argument and not everything is worth losing.
  Jul 2014 Lani Foronda
Natasha
It takes
hate to appreciate love
absence to gratify presence
pain to embrace solace
& tears to enjoy the laughter
  Jul 2014 Lani Foronda
svdgrl
Love poems are stupid
when you hate
feelings
like
this
  Jul 2014 Lani Foronda
Hollow
A pen is the bridge between denial and self acceptance.
Lani Foronda Jul 2014
You say you're on a quest
A journey
To find the truth.
You turn over rocks
Look underneath the bed
And search between every crack.
You squint
Hoping your vision blurred
Will stir
Something new.
Maybe you overlooked something
Perhaps you missed what's right there.
Like they say,
It could be right under your nose-
Hiding in plain sight.
But you constantly run
Constantly avoid
Constantly turn away
From what's in front of you.
So how can you say that you're searching for truth,
When all you do is run away?
December 28, 2011
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