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  Jan 2015 Joanna
Michael Humbert
Sometimes I catch myself absentmindedly smiling across the table at the empty seat because I remember you sitting there
We stayed at a hotel and I remember breakfast. Outside were two black squirrels with bushy tails chasing each other up a tree. And of course, her.
Joanna Jan 2015
Every time I think I've forgotten how it felt to be with you,
my memories seep back in and leave me feeling blue.
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Joanna Jan 2015
"He doesn't deserve you" she whispered to herself, but her emotions betrayed her soul,
She looked and felt older, her heart slightly colder, because loving him had taken it's toll,
It was a one-way street in which to him she gave it her very all,
but he was never there, he never cared, he didn't even try to prevent her fall,
She made excuses for everything wrong and told herself he could find redemption,
it seemed as if with him, her perfect sin, she could always make an exception,
He made her feel as if she was hard to love, and she would always wonder what was wrong,
She would lie awake at night and wonder why with him she couldn't be strong,
There came a moment when it all made sense, she knew what she had to do,
He wasn't worth it, and he never could be, because you can't love someone who doesn't love you.
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Joanna Jan 2015
Can you tell me how it feels to stand after you fall?
How to regain your strength after losing a brawl?
Show me that failing is simply growing better,
& show me through actions and not simply letters.
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Joanna Dec 2014
"No"
That was the single word you could not spare,
Could not or would not, it would have released me from your snare,
but you wanted to keep me at your beck and call,
so you simply decided to say nothing at all.
Simple and to the point, yet ambiguous (A paradox I know) is what I was going for. what is YOUR interpretation of this poem? :)

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Joanna Dec 2014
All it took for me to fall,
Was the brush of your hand and your smile though small,
How is it so that I could have stepped out line,
Can you explain to me how my heart can be so broken by something that was never mine?
Something short & sweet today :) lemme know whatcha think!
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Joanna Dec 2014
She asked for a promise, but he gave her silence,
She gave him her love, but he was only a virus.
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