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A Lonesome Letter
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Dolour To my dearest love,
In the long hours of lull, I often search for you. Gaze into everyone and everything, in hopes of finding you.
The times we have had together, this spent and fragile heart clings to the fading memoirs.
The loneliness too heavy somedays, I am only able to sit and watch the world in a haze.
Something about us affected me, other persons have not succeded in repeating.
All these years I am still searching in fail attemtps to ease the aching heart.
I don't know how many times I had to fight the yen so I could function for the tasks at hand.
To sense your braids through my combing fingers. Hugging you, embrace in arms is a memory I visit often.
When it gets to be too much, I drown myself in memoirs of paper and pictures.
Looking and longing for you.
Hanging onto the fading memoirs of your smiling eyes. I hope we find each other soon, to ease both of our hearts.
With hope,
Your Lost Lover
Then I Saw The Tag
I kept thinking this is a love letter, revised no less - heart felt/heart sent - Just Bein' Allets 4 U
Thought of Romance
I am editing old work because at the current moment I have a massive writer's block.
I was thinking of the Vow, the Notebook, Message in the Bottle and how it would feel knowing that the love you want won't be found because the other half moved onto the next world. It is a heavy subject and tried my best to squeeze it down to something readable in a few minutes.
Thank you, Wulfman
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I am an artist of words as well as paints.