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What do you like in a girl?
My fingers and a really fucking rad sense of humor
Missing you is the hardest thing I have got to deal with everyday.
I saw you in my dream last night and
I swear I didn't want to wake up
Music is my therapy
i knew from the moment i met you, i would spend a lifetime missing you
I remember looking at you while you were driving the summer we fell in love thinking this.
FROM THE HEALING...
Now is my chance to break free
From the binds that held me so tight.
Forever you will be loved,
But now the time is not right.
Go find your happiness, live your dream;
Your future is yours to create,
But I must let go of this burden
And release your hurt from my space.
The ego makes such presumptions,
It can create such a story of pain,
But no longer do I feel the need
To reassure, plead, beg, explain.
The connection we have is so special,
But in this 3D world it's a bind.
From this day you are mine in the realms
But not held to my physical mind.
I hope you find your happiness,
But the journey is mine alone.
I leave you with love and forgiveness
And I thank you for touching my soul.
I'm not searching for anything else right now,
You can choose to believe that or not,
But if something takes my attention
I will embrace it with all that I've got.
No longer attached to an outcome,
My love is awash with the sea.
I am living my life and taking the chance,
For what is meant to be will be.
FROM THE HURT...
I see you now like a peacock,
Your light for all to see;
I can't help but think you are needy
Of someone more complete than me.
I need to remove the memories
Of all I had planned in my head;
I need to allow you to shine
Without my burden of lead.
I know what we have can't be mended,
Yet I know what we have is true;
My ego protects, builds defences,
And I know I'm not worthy of you.
So I'm blocking your heart from my thoughts,
I just need to drift for a while.
I don't want to grow anymore right now;
I just need to regain my smile.
You talk about bonds and dimensions,
But this life's about money and work.
I know I have been dismissive
But it's how I deal with my hurt.
I won't hold you back on your journey,
I won't interject on your dreams,
But the thought of you with another
Sends a heart pain that fills me with screams.
I imagine you with such attention
For you've nothing to hold you back;
My ego can only judge you
On how my own brain would react.
So I'm stuck holding on, I'm stuck letting go,
You can't hold me up any longer,
But thankyou for your unconditional love;
Inside I know you are stronger.
I won't say I love you and beg,
I won't plead, won't fall to my knees.
I have chosen this level where ego dictates
The life that I should lead.
Goodbye my forever friend,
I secretly hope not forever,
You will always be the sun that shines
But you shine more when we're not together.
FROM THE HEART...
Two lovers left in limbo,
Yet such love lies in-between;
If only they could forge the path
That reaches both their dreams.
Heather Lea
Heather Lea Poetry
Saw this post today and it really resonated with me.
Safia Elhillo, from Home Is Not a Country; “Haitham”
missing you
feels like an ache in my bones,
as if this body without you
is two sizes too small.
i wish i could stop
holding out for hope,
picking up on small things
and swearing you must still feel it too;
but it’s like missing a piece of myself
and i can’t be expected to run right
if i’m incomplete.
for so long i’ve loved you
that now it is just like breathing,
and i can’t be expected to survive
without oxygen.
for so long i’ve cherished you
that asking myself to stop
caring, looking, loving—
feels disingenuous
to my very being,
this creaking body
has only ever known
your ache,
and i wish i could stop
hurting, crying, wishing—
but i will never not
because missing you
is just the love
i’m still allowed to give you.
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