Two weeks [redacted] you.


I think I said that out of anger-

but I don’t think you could blame me-

or maybe you do-

because I know now how it feels-

to have spent two weeks [redacted] you.


I can’t even say the words because

I don’t want anyone to judge me-

rather that’s the last thing I need-

as while I was [redacted] you I wasn’t

[redacted] myself.

I was mean.

I was harsh.

If that’s what [redacted] you was-

then well, maybe I’m better off.


I did [redacted] you. I think I have for a while-

and people say that to [redacted] someone else you have to [redacted]

yourself but that’s not true because I hated myself when I [redacted]

you.


I thought everything I did was wrong-

I said this-

I did that-

did you think I meant that-

and even if you understood what you think I said-

could you tell that I [redacted] the idea of being with you like that?


Why can’t I [redacted] the idea of [redacted] myself the way that I so

desperately wanted to [redacted] you

If we never found our way to each other,

I just want you to know that my feeling was sincere.

I could've loved you better,

but it was only in my wildest dream

that I'll ever have you love me back.

It's been awhile I know
Been so busy
Work and life
But not to worry
I am back
now let my poetry
begin again
Yes I missed you
Did you happen to miss me to
Busy now slowed
So here I am back with you !!
€ Jennifer Dlg 2019/9

You walked away with half of me

Half my breath
It is still beyond me how I breath without you

Half my smile
Left me with this crooked smile

Half my soul
Left me with this hollow hole

My whole heart
How will I love another

You hurt me
But like they say "better the devil you know"

Come back to me
Come back
Love me right just this last time
Let us give this love one last try

Back then when we talked you couldn't look away
Now you look anywhere
Anywhere but my face
Anywhere but my eyes
Everywhere else but me

Your memory is
A butterfly that visits
Me time after time