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Melissa Ann Feb 2015
I'm sorry I couldn't be the stars
or the moon
or the sun
or the sky.
But why, oh why
did you hurt me so
as you fled
in this goodbye?

When you held me
and kissed
and carressed
and made love,
Did you mean the words you said
before you fled
in this goodbye?

When I needed you most
in the cold
in the dark
in the empty space
that's when I knew.
You had fled
with a last goodbye.
Melissa Ann Feb 2015
And I often find myself looking at the world
through someone elses lens
saying,
"What a beautiful photo. What a beautiful place."
And I mark it in my mind as
somewhere I'd rather be.
And I'm forced back into my own
world.
But I live here everyday,
and maybe it's more beautiful then I remember.
And maybe someday I hope I can inspire
another soul
to see the world through my lens
And hope for more.
Melissa Ann Feb 2015
If you need me
at 4:00am
but never at 2:00pm,
If you call me "sugar"
but never "my love"
and the sweet things you say just float up above
like cigarette smoke
gone with the wind
then I need to walk
as far away
as my heart will allow
And forget this sin.
Melissa Ann Feb 2015
Some prefer to watch the world burn.
Others
prefer to build it
back
up,
and forgive.
Melissa Ann Feb 2015
You
It's the days where you're rained out,
splashed by the passing car.
Your favourite coffee is sold out at the shop
and the office coffee just doesn't do it.
And the work load is mountainous, it towers over your head.
The boss is yelling and the day is long.

But then I get to go home
To you
and everything about peace is present
and the days trials have slipped away
because with you
love is everything.
And it helps me make it.
It's a beautiful morning
Although it's freezing outside
And I'm too lazy to get out of my bed.

It's a beautiful feeling
To get back home after working 9 to 5
And see my lazy cat still sleeping in her tiny bed

It's a beautiful world
Imperfectly perfect, filled with many wicked people
But treasured with few, everlasting loved ones

It's a beautiful life
Of happiness, dreams, hope and butterflies
And, everyday's ordinary victories make me feel alive.
#I_don't_always_write_sad_poems *wink *wink
Melissa Ann Feb 2015
If she doesn't scare you to your core
or test you to your limit,
if she doesn't make you want to scream
but then make you want to sigh,
if she doesn't tear apart your world
as well as she places it all together,
and align your stars to make your life
brighter
It's not that she is incapable,
it's because she's meant to awaken this
in another man.
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