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Still Life 12-16-2010
Do I still
plague your dreams
keeping you awake
late into the night?
Do I haunt
your memory
with little hope of escape?
Do you
see me when you
close your soft, brown eyes,
hate me when she
speaks your name
so soft and sweet,
question life
when I all but fade?
Do you still
think of me,
think of me fondly
before you say goodnight?
remember
the warmth
of our sweet caress,
the security
of interwoven fingers,
the hope of an unknown future?
Do you ever
think of me,
wonder where I am
or how I am doing,
cry yourself to sleep
asking God
“Why me?”
Do you ever
think back upon
the life we shared,
the life we built,
the life we promised?
Do you ever?
Would you still?
wow
this one got me thinking a little to hard, i like it,
just me
but i doubt anyone stops and thinks of you
Well, that's a jackass thing
Well, that's a jackass thing to say. You don't know me or anything about me. What is the purpose behind simply running around the internet spreading hate? In what way are you making the world a better place?
retract
the same purpose as everything. Love and hate are bourgeois classifications of subjective experience( which is hopelessly alienated and therefore defies a label love or hate) The world will be better for knowing this but that was not the intention or a consequence of my comment. Sorry I was probably drunk too. Im sure someone thinks about you, its a stupid thing to say in the first place.