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Can't leave him, Hurt I've got to stick to my word. I accept these mistakes But isn't it just fate? a Plan a Play By someone who wants it to be this way, You can't stop loving someone In just, One day God help me now Save me now You graciously brought him to me Now don't pull him away Please Direct me To the right path The honest path The balance of my feelings And what's right I promise I will not sway. I've come this far There's no turning back now If only Love were to be a car Which could make a u-turn Somehow That is the practical side of my mind Wishing it were true But I know My Heart My Soul My very existence Wouldn't allow me to Tell me When it wonderfully appears It might take long It might take years Tell me When Once again It glitters bright At the end of this long,dark tunnel Hope returns A relief, a Stunning light © SHREYA DRISTI
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Oct 14, 2015
Oct 14, 2015 at 10:36 PM UTC
shreya-dristi
Balance
Can't leave him, Hurt I've got to stick to my word. I accept these mistakes But isn't it just fate? a Plan a Play By someone who wants it to be this way, You can't stop loving someone In just, One day God help me now Save me now You graciously brought him to me Now don't pull him away Please Direct me To the right path The honest path The balance of my feelings And what's right I promise I will not sway. I've come this far There's no turning back now If only Love were to be a car Which could make a u-turn Somehow That is the practical side of my mind Wishing it were true But I know My Heart My Soul My very existence Wouldn't allow me to Tell me When it wonderfully appears It might take long It might take years Tell me When Once again It glitters bright At the end of this long,dark tunnel Hope returns A relief, a Stunning light © SHREYA DRISTI
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Today I took a walk down memory lane With some people from my past. Your name never came up But your shadow haunted every Turn in conversation and we did our best To ignore it. In fact we did our best to pretend That your existence was not real, But then someone mentioned, "Hey remember that time we...." And flashbacks of suppressed visions Of things I had hoped to never see again Simply because they're not important To who I am now Flooded my stream of consciousness And I chose to think of you. To think of that time in that place Where we did that thing.... And the more I think about it The fuzzier it becomes. I can't quite picture The people, the room, the music, The embarrassment, the shame, the guilt, The utter ridiculousness of it all. And the harder I try to grasp at the edges Of the fraying memory To bring it back into something whole, Something vivid and full, The darker and slipperier it gets. And suddenly it dawns on me Why it was easy to forget in the first place: It just doesn't matter. Who you were, who I was, What you did, what I did, Just doesn't matter So what's the point in remembering? Today I took a walk down memory lane But decided it was far more enjoyable To make a u-turn and walk Away from you again.
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Jul 27, 2014
Jul 27, 2014 at 12:47 AM UTC
alyanne-cooper
Memory Lane U-Turn
Today I took a walk down memory lane With some people from my past. Your name never came up But your shadow haunted every Turn in conversation and we did our best To ignore it. In fact we did our best to pretend That your existence was not real, But then someone mentioned, "Hey remember that time we...." And flashbacks of suppressed visions Of things I had hoped to never see again Simply because they're not important To who I am now Flooded my stream of consciousness And I chose to think of you. To think of that time in that place Where we did that thing.... And the more I think about it The fuzzier it becomes. I can't quite picture The people, the room, the music, The embarrassment, the shame, the guilt, The utter ridiculousness of it all. And the harder I try to grasp at the edges Of the fraying memory To bring it back into something whole, Something vivid and full, The darker and slipperier it gets. And suddenly it dawns on me Why it was easy to forget in the first place: It just doesn't matter. Who you were, who I was, What you did, what I did, Just doesn't matter So what's the point in remembering? Today I took a walk down memory lane But decided it was far more enjoyable To make a u-turn and walk Away from you again.
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