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Jan 2012
Where is this going?
We're moving way too fast.
I only have time to think
"This moment will not last."

I told you that
I miss you.
You said that
You do, too.

You say you waited,
Looked all over.
Why is it when
I look, you're not there?

You say these perfect words;
You're such a sweet talker.
I listen so desperately,
Lo and behold, again, I believe.

You say you don't want
To lose someone through the cracks,
But now I'm the one
Falling off your lap.

I want you to catch me
But your hands pull back.
You seem so disgusted
By everything I lack.

But now he's here;
Listens when I hurt.
He catches every tear
Where you left me in the dirt.

I wish I could trust.
I wish I could believe.
But when I cry, I'm hushed.
I'm scared of silences you leave.

You're still in my heart;
Still in my soul.
You still saved my life,
That much we know.

You'll always own a piece of me,
No matter how big this family.
I know you still care,
But no longer are you there.
This is my favorite and least favorite thing I've ever written. I'm proud of myself for it, but I regret ever feeling the way I did about the person I wrote it about.
Caroline Stradley
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Caroline Stradley  26/F/Austin, TX
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