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1.5k · Sep 2012
Now
tara mcnelly Sep 2012
Now
I hate you because I love you so
with a love that's real and lasting.
I'm left with that;
the best and the worst of it.
In the quiet now,
every laugh we shared, everything I thought was real howls thru my hollow soul and in the echoes I hear "fool".
My heart screams out in agony.
Suffocating, I gasp but the air is empty.
There's a hole where you came and went where there once was a door I opened for you.
You did not pass through my life; you passed through me.
I am not okay. It does not get better and someone else will not do; he isn't you.
452 · Apr 2017
Love's Uttered Deeds
tara mcnelly Apr 2017
A prayer, 
a whisper ..."closer". 
The feathery brush of my lover's lips 'gainst mine only to share a breath then depart.  
What lips can perfect love's kiss yet utter not love's words?
Then take these lips that speak; that kiss
for I love naught for love's sake but for my lover.
Be it word or deed to sustain my lover's need
with the same let my love be testified.
For what is love if not a sacrifice.
222 · Jul 2018
Tick tock
tara mcnelly Jul 2018
tick tock
teardrop
second hand falls

hours pass
  minutes
   poring
pouring
through
    the
hourglass

say
the hourglass be life
there within go i

going
  going
with the going comes an end

where there go i again
186 · May 2018
Then
tara mcnelly May 2018
If you get past the angry words and I get past the hurt...
If we can get beyond all that;
beyond ourselves, trade shoes, share truth and forgive
...then
If I can't call you friend, at least I can say we shared some brutal honesty and you can say she loved me.
172 · May 2018
Untitled
tara mcnelly May 2018
Look at us that never was.
We met.
We laughed.
We ******.
Now we don't and without that, there's just you and there's just me.
Me, I learned to laugh. I loved and I loved every minute of loving you.
In spite of all it wasn't because for me it was...
Laughter.Joy.Beauty.Breathtaking.Epiphany.Epitome.Anathema­.
My favorite thing.
The song my soul sings.
167 · May 2018
Love's Uttered Deeds
tara mcnelly May 2018
A prayer,a whisper "closer"
..the feathery brush of my lovers lips 'gainst mine only to share a breath then depart.
What lips can perfect love's kiss yet utter not love's words?
Then take those lips that speak, that kiss for I love naught for love's sake but for my lover.
Be it word or deed to sustain my lover's need with the same let my love be testified.
For what is love if not a sacrifice?
163 · May 2018
your smIle
tara mcnelly May 2018
I cannot stop thinking of you -
the part of me that returns only when I see your smile.
Come to me now. Pray, don't make me wait another hour.
For I need you as I require
the part of me that returns only when I see your smile.

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