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Long Distance (to A.N.)
by Melanie A BennettI hate the way this feels
This emptiness that I know wouldn't be here if you were...
I hate knowing that you're out there...
Too far away to touch
But not too far away to love
I hate the hurt I am feeling
I hate missing you so much
Here I am...alone...reaching out to touch the image of you
Still stuck in my head from the last time we had to say good-bye 07/20/2004
Author's Note: I hate being away from him... Please make him come here sooner... I can't wait to spend forever with my Alan...
Posted on 07/21/2004
Copyright © 2025 Melanie A Bennett
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Ashok Sharda on 07/21/04 at 02:40 AM This reflects longing. Longing for someone you love in no uncertain terms. |
| Posted by Christina Bruno on 07/21/04 at 10:46 PM oh this is so sad :'( good job! |
| Posted by Alison McKenzie on 07/24/04 at 05:15 PM Sometimes there is beauty even in hating. I like this, "This emptiness that I know wouldn't be here if you were..." Nicely done!
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