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Your Lost Goodbye



I looked for you under the bed

Through the shoebox and the stuffed toys

But I couldn't find you there

Only a heart-shaped basket filled with tears



I pressed my cheek against the pillow

Wanting to wear the warmth of your last kiss

But there was no feeling there

Only the remnants of a faded dream



I listened for your voice in the morning wind

Hoping to hear the echo of your lost goodbye

But I didn't hear you there

Only the rustle of many dead leaves



I felt inside myself and found

A you-shaped hole in my heart

So I took a long lingering breath

Trying to fill that empty space



Then a part of my soul flew away

To that place over the horizon

From which there is no return

And slowly, I was made whole again.

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©15 March 2006 - 3:05pm — lioninwinter68
2 October 2007 - 4:20am — Hisui Kokoro (not verified)
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I went looking for your profile out of curiosity and was unfortunately re directed to an E-mail instead. I don't Email people I don't know so I will have to leave this here...

Your writing has a simplicity that has long been left for dead in today's society. Not the kind of simplicity where it is juvenile, but like the eloquent simplicity found in poets like Donne and Claire.

I commented because of your Email address... It is one of my favorite movies as well... and now, your writing is counted among my favorites too.

Thanks for sharing your; Beautiful, simple, elegant perspective. You are a true poet.