My Dear

June 22, 2012
By HenryH GOLD, Barnwell, South Carolina
HenryH GOLD, Barnwell, South Carolina
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Favorite Quote:
The minute I heard my first love story,
I started looking for you, not knowing how blind that was.

Lovers don't finally meet somewhere,
they're in each other all along.
~Rumi


First there was our meeting.
Nobody else had ever made me feel the way you did.
The way you do.
And now without you in my life, my heart and soul feel frigid.

We dated. Five months.
I'd never been happier, you filled me with joy.
You still do.
But then we were over and of course I thought I'd been used, like a toy.

There was silence.
Near silence, we hardly exchanged words for the first several weeks.
But then we did.
Oh, did we. True feelings gushed, and I felt relieved, such that tears rolled down my cheeks.

You left.
Him, that is, you left him and came back to me, it filled me with such happy intensity.
But you're gone again.
I've nearly let a trigger set me free.

We can't talk.
The thought drives me insane, I'm quite literally going neurotic.
I need you.
Without you, I have started to become quite psychotic.



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