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Longing

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I'd rather have you now
Then not at all
Because I know you'll be there
To catch me when I fall
Even if you were the one
Who pushed me off in the first place
You're my pillar of strength
Without you
I fall
Just to be your friend
Fills me with hope
When you leave my life for good
There will be a gaping hole
I don't know what I'd do without you
You taught me so many things
To find myself
To know myself
To accept myself
You saw me learn these things
And I did it all for you
To show you I can change
but your view of me remains the same
And I'm so easy to discard
You confuse me
You frustrate me
As I look up at you with teary eyes
You look down on me and cup my face
As if to kiss me
How I long for that tender touch
But it's just a taunt
And you explain you're leaving me
I want you to know
I'll never forget you
And all I thought we had
And when you leave me
My heart will go with you
It can't be helped
Because
I love you
Now and forever
This poem about my ex-boyfriend and all he did for me and to me. And about how he's soon to leave my life for good because he is moving on physically the way he did long ago emotionally, and how I will miss him. I've long ago come to terms with the fact that he will never love me and all we will remain is friends if that, and I always maintained that he was a good man and that I can't help but love him and show nothing but compassion and kindness for him no matter how sad and confused he makes me sometimes.
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gerhardt's avatar
Your words are concise and filled with emotion, emotion which you have conveyed quite vividly, in fact your explanation in the comment section is unescessary as these feelings you share in the prose are very much from within and the intimacy with which you write suggests a personal tribulation.

Beautifully written with good timing, the reader moves easily through the prose taking in all you share and easily moved by your passion.

A pleasure.

Cheers,
Gerhardt