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by Ymelda Ramirez

Here I am. . .
Again, lost in thoughts of you.
How do I repeatedly find myself
in this FUCKED up situation.
Shit
I know you don’t care.
You’ve moved on with your life.
I’ve been far from your thoughts for years.
How do you manage to do that,
to move on and never look back?
Teach me.
Teach me to forget,
to function without you.
If you could only come over. . . educate me!
My eyes staring into yours,
close contact
to feel your skin
to feel your lips brushing up against mine . . .
No. . . never mind.
DAMMIT!!
I keep trying to find someone to fill the void you left behind.
But, no one compares to you.
I can’t find someone as tall as you,
with dark brown hair and natural honey highlights,
with holly green, caring, gentle eyes like yours.
No. . . there isn’t anyone.
No one has your intelligence,
your charisma, your sweet words and loving ways.
HOW THE FUCK DO I GET OVER YOU????
Lord, help me get through this.
I don’t know what else to do.
Your scent is everywhere.
Visions of you haunt my every being.
Some call it obsession. . . I’m just in love with you!
I want you.
I need you.
I’ll leave everything behind and never look back if you ask me to.
Take me.
Take me as your lover, as your wife. . .
I’ll be there.
I promise. . .
forever
forever
FOREVER!

01/04/2008

Posted on 01/05/2008
Copyright © 2024 Ymelda Ramirez

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Joe Cramer on 01/05/08 at 06:36 PM

Such honest and heartfelt sentiments.... exceptional!

Posted by Megan Langley on 04/21/08 at 09:18 PM

This is EXACTLY how I am feeling today (so much so that I could've written this myself). I sure hope things are looking up for you... hope is all we have.

Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 12/21/12 at 12:23 PM

who cannot identify with this poem? perhaps only the deceased and still I have my suspicions. who cannot relate, who have delved in the realms of love, with the heartache and the soul torment of unrequited love? how does one get over loving one? unfortunately one doesn't. we just have to deal with it and try to create something out of the experience, which you have done so artfully here.

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