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  Jun 2014 Patricia Vaz
Victoria Ruth
watching you walk away
was like a bullet in my chest
you told me you wished me
nothing but the best

but how could that exist?
without the one thing I need
how can I follow
if you aren’t there to lead?

and who’s going to protect
me from everything bad?
who’s going to dry my tears
when I am terribly sad?

I bet you never thought
of that did you?
a bullet in my chest
it shot straight through

shot straight to my
still beating heart
took away my life
so away you start

off to be free of the burden
I was upon you
so you shot me in the heart
& it went right through.
bleeding love
Patricia Vaz Jun 2014
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your silhouette,
still imprinted in the back of my head.
details as clear as the palm of my hand.
everything so clear,
yet so vague.

Because I can't remember
the color of your eyes,
yet I can still distinguish
your soft touch
when you push my hair behind my ear,
and plant kisses on my cheek.

If I focus hard enough
I can still feel your heart beat
as if our hearts were combined,
our souls intertwined

as if you were still mine.
  Jun 2014 Patricia Vaz
Louise
~

If I could come to you ..

be there for you
speak no words,
just hold you
in my arms,
place my hand in yours ..

I would



If I could be there ..

let you know
with my eyes
that all will be well,
just sit with you ..

I would



If I could be at your side

take your pain,
caress the hurt,
kiss your tears
with my hand on your heart ..

I would

~
Patricia Vaz Jun 2014
My heart thrives to be strong
but it’s simply just too hard.
It’s living a life of its own,
feeling as if its lonely in the dark.

No other soul to share its feelings with
so instead it sits and watches from a far.

It may feel lonely at times
but my heart’s pretty smart

it has a censor of its own
that goes past your disguise

as it watches from a far
it picks out all of your lies
tries to figure you out inside.

so next time you try to play me
remember that my heart
has seen and done it all
while it was thriving to be strong
Patricia Vaz Jun 2014
Since the beginning I told myself you were the one,
I believed your every word
And you filled my every thought.

You captured my heart with such ease
Making it easier for me to believe that we were meant to be.

But eventually the bitter sweet turns into just bitter
And I realize that there is no meaning behind us
Just confliction
And all along we've been two lost souls who crossed paths when we made a wrong turn.
Meaning we were never really meant to meet,
Never meant to be.
So please allow me to walk away when I can still dream
And picture a smile on my face
After all this pain.
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