Don't Go

December 6, 2008
By Trisha Bergs, Grand Rapids, MI

I look at him,
and see the other half of me.
I talk to him,
and hear a voice i've heard my whole life.
I grasp his hand in mine,
and feel the world slip away.
I see into his eyes,
and everything i want is there.
I pull him close,
and feel the pounding of my heart.
I pull back,
and pain in surrounding him.
I watch him walk away,
with a heart full of words left unsaid.

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TheGinger said...
on Dec. 16 2008 at 1:31 am
trisha pod; youre a very good poet :)

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