August 22, 2011
By HeatherMusic94 BRONZE, Kannapolis, North Carolina
HeatherMusic94 BRONZE, Kannapolis, North Carolina
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Favorite Quote:
Love is knowing all about someone, and still wanting to be with them more than any other person. Love is trusting them enough to tell them everything about yourself, including the things you might be ashamed of. Love is feeling comfortable and safe with someone, but still getting weak knees when they walk into a room and smile at you.

As the sun begins to set,

It begins to rain

The cold, wet darkness begins again

I can hear you voice

It sounds so clear

I turn around but, you not there...

I drop to the ground With my flowing tears

I cover my face

Which smudges my makeup

I hear the pitter pattering of the rain against the window

It's coming to a stop

I hear you footsteps

As my face lightens up

I look outside

But your no where in sight

My heart skips a beat

As I think to myelf

This is all I have left

A memory of us

A memory of the good times

But, most of all

A memory of you...

The author's comments:
Memory, Thinking, Longing, Relationship, Us, Love, Loss

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