The Daily Routine

November 4, 2009
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You're in a dream
A dream that once was a reality
You dont realize you are smiling
A smile imprinted on your face
Kisses you actually feel
the warmth on your skin
the touches you long for
the man you love
the man you could love
the things said
you know cannot be real
but you dont care
as long as they are coming from him
its okay
he looks at you
with those big, brown loving eyes
with all his sincere caring
promising you that he
loves you too
just for a moment you
believe him,
alarm goes off
pictures fade
You open your eyes slowly
a tear drops quickly
you say quietly "its not real?"
you try and fall back to sleep
to just smile
to have him smiling back
its all you wish for on
your birthday
anything or anyday
it shatters
wont let you back in
you wonder why it cant happen
say "Why me?"
You move your head a little
you wonder why is the pillow so wet
then you realize you are crying
not crying
you open your eyes
to the box of tissues boeside your bed
the bed he once laid in
the bed you once had your favorite dream in
you grab the last tissue in the tissue box you had bought yesterday
now you sing to yourself
"its okay, its okay",
about a dozen times
just save yourself a little pain
you try and move
frozen in the pain
if you get out of bed
you have to face the world
you face getting hurt even more
not only that
you face the man you once
held hands with
you want to tell him you are here
tell him how you feel
he pulls away more
you feel the difference in personalities
the love you have for him
the he doesnt have for you
as lay there in bed
you cry at the thought of him
holding you remembering when he said
"youre safe"
when he said "forever"
you sob at the fact of you actually
meaning it
now you move your legs off your bed
sit up rubbing those eyes
those eyes that just had been watching the best movie of their life,
you look up
and you see a tiny inside joke
a little little thing that only he would know
exactly what you are thinking about
you let out a sigh
your tissues are gone
last resort is your shirt
when you look down at your shirt
you see its a shirt he gave you
a picture of him in your mind
pops up
a memory of him pushing you
on a swing on a fall day
you finally stand
clean up your mess of tissues
you walk slowly to the kitchen
you throw the tissues
as you walk back to the cold room
you fall
dont get up
just falling
no work today
just falling
your eyes are shutting again falling asleep a deep sleep just to see the man you love now youre gone you see him smiling at you saying "you came back to me"

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NightMareB4Christina said...
Jan. 2, 2010 at 11:54 am
this is so sweet and sad. :\
And I know it too well.
i love this, it's really great.
the only thing if you want to get this on the front page would be to fix any mechanical errors. otherwise it's great!
taylor11 replied...
Jan. 2, 2010 at 3:24 pm
i will fix it now, thank you!
NJBjr This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Jan. 1, 2010 at 10:14 pm
Wow... this is just plain awesome
taylorl1 replied...
Jan. 1, 2010 at 11:27 pm
thank you all :)
JeannineB said...
Jan. 1, 2010 at 5:25 pm
this only has one comment? seriously? this poem deserves way more than one comment...
well..then again i am your best friend, ah well
iloveyou bye
Trilby B. said...
Dec. 27, 2009 at 12:36 pm
this is really really good,your a great writer,i love your style and wat you bwrite about i can relate to,i love it
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