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i can't believe i'm even thinking this
by Nanette Bellmanmy finger feels naked without his ring.
it's funny how you learn to miss the things
you had to learn to get used too.
like constantly fixing the position of it.
because they don't make rings in size 4.
the last place we lived felt like a home.
mix-and-matched, mismatched furnishings
but furnished none the less.
a broken couch where he'd sit,
and i'd lay my head in his lap.
even though i slept closest to the door.
i still slept beside him.
i'd throw my leg over his
and when my left side fell asleep and i'd roll over
and he'd be right behind me.
with ulterior motives that now, i miss.
everytime i hear "Oh Atlanta",
i think of how we sat on the bed that 3am
and cried. together.
he realized that we'd never sing it.
together.
09/23/2008 Author's Note: it's not that i miss him because it could be anyone else but him. really.
Posted on 09/23/2008
Copyright © 2025 Nanette Bellman
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Richard D Frederick on 09/23/08 at 07:17 PM every relationship has good memories. |
| Posted by Melissa Panther on 09/23/08 at 07:27 PM Beautiful, so genuine... |
| Posted by Kristi Paik on 09/24/08 at 07:32 PM i can actually see it all. it's heartbreaking. i'm sorry your going through this, it's a wonderful write. |
| Posted by Nikki Benson on 09/24/08 at 08:30 PM Wow... how real, and raw... I understand this, in a way that no one else can... |
| Posted by Nikki Benson on 09/24/08 at 08:31 PM By the way, I can believe you were thinking that... I can believe it very much indeed... |
| Posted by D. James McKee on 09/25/08 at 04:15 AM Simple, lovely, honest, direct, gentle, beautifully done! This strikes a halcyon chord that resonates all too well with many of us...sigh |
| Posted by Steven Kenworthy on 09/26/08 at 02:32 AM this is scary good...real and not over the top with unnecessary flowery vocab. i like the honesty, i love the emotion, i love how i think everyone who reads this will make a connection. a mighty fine write miss bellman...mosdef. congrats....sk |
| Posted by Tony Whitaker on 09/28/08 at 09:00 AM Alison Krauss could not have said/sang it better... |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 09/28/08 at 09:05 PM An emotionally powerful piece of work Nanette. Vivid imagery and heart wrenching realization await any and all who read this. Well done! |
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