I remember being with you my whole life, we grew up together, always around one other.
Sure we fought, and sometimes we'd never talk, but the same blood runs threw our veins,
Proving our sibling love will always remain.
But then we grew up...
We grew apart when you left. Saying how it was for the best.
You said, "No matter what we'll always be the children we were."
But those words only left your lips because of the scene that was about to occur
We said our goodbyes, and I bet you heard my cries.
They were tears for the lose of my sibling, but I kept on living.
To prove I could be strong, to prove that this was supposed to happen all along.
We grew up all too fast, and now looking back I could just laugh.
It went by in the blink of an eye and now look at us, longing for it back, trying to find a way to back track.
Every now and then I see my childhood dangle in front of my face and all I want to do is hold onto it with an intense embrace.
I just want it back, like it used to be, where we chased each other full of laughter and glee.
But we can't regain what we lost, and we can't get back across...
Everything seems like it happened so long ago.
We grow up so fast and didn't even know.
everyone wants to go back in
everyone wants to go back in the past, for whatever reason. but i think maybe if we all just try to have a positive outlook of the future, if we try to work towards making a better future of ourselves, i don't think we'll feel so bad. maybe. maybe not. and if we have a negative look, we'll see everything for the worse. hmm. but sometimes seeing things for the worse prevents problems. so oddly enough i just came to the conclusion that maybe we should have a negative outlook. i think i messed this up somewhere.
That's kind of how I'm
That's kind of how I'm looking at it. I see the positive parts and the negative parts but so far negative kicking positives butt -_-
I know its part of life and all but I just wish that childhoods wouldn't go by so fast.
Lol it makes sence to me. >w<
I think everybody has had
I think everybody has had these moments. They pass, and with time you learn to not fight it anymore. Life is bittersweet, and so is love. Our conditioning plants seeds of fairytales and fantasy that I feel are very cruel, and can make growing up much worse than it has to be...but those things sell to parents who were raised dreaming too much and not having a good balance of hard cold reality in their upbringing. Just my own thoughts, and hopes you do not feel alone..because you are not. You are a very very talented and wonderful writer, too! I admire your work extensively, and in fact, you are my favorite writer on here.
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...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
Thank you so much :3
Yep, it's all true :/ Dreams and fantasies sweeten the abult life as a child and then at a sorten age the truth begins to show and men does it suck. -_- I'm already kind of getting used to it but...meh...Sorry about the weird way I comented, my brains been everywhere today and it won't come back. o.o
Thank you for the complement and thank you, you made me feel better! :D
no problem...anytime. please
no problem...anytime. please keep writing because you're poems are very real. they deal with real life things and make people use their brain a little more in this age of so many virtual realities. always good to be around a balance of imagination and well-grounded thoughts!! i appreciate your writing!
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...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
Thank you! :D I will never
Thank you! :D I will never stop writing! >:3