I said I love you
That wasn't a lie
When you said you loved me
It was the beginning of a long goodbye
I miss your face
I miss your voice
I miss your company
I've got myself, and I'll be fine
But inside I'll always be
Missing you
You opened up the heart of me
Missing you
You'll always be a part of me
When the sun comes up in the morning
I want to hold you and to kiss you
Then I suddenly remember
That all I can do is miss you
I don't regret it
I'd never have guessed
I'll never forget it
You'll always be the best
Your smile
and Your laughter
They mean the world to me
Whatever you may be doing
I hope you sometimes think of me
Missing you
I knew you'd have to move on
Mising you
I know I have to be strong
You were my guardian angel
When I needed you so bad
And for what we had together
I'll always be so glad
Missing you
Missing you
I always want you to be happy
I want the best for you
But I hope that through the years
You'll remember
And miss me too.
I do dabble in creativity, and it sometimes takes the form of the written word. Be it prose or a short story, this is where I shall post.
Tuesday, February 4, 2014
Monday, February 3, 2014
Go Back to Where You Came From
Back to the beginning;
To watch existence suddenly come to be;
Back to the stars that forged my atoms;
To relive the formation and deaths of systems never to be known;
Back to the turmoil that spread my atoms throughout the cosmos;
To coalesce again into a being so simple and limited;
To watch the Universe from where I came;
To wonder at it like it's beyond reach;
To a being so infinitesimally small of limited consciousness and duration;
To find the answers about where I came from;
Back to the beginning.
To watch existence suddenly come to be;
Back to the stars that forged my atoms;
To relive the formation and deaths of systems never to be known;
Back to the turmoil that spread my atoms throughout the cosmos;
To coalesce again into a being so simple and limited;
To watch the Universe from where I came;
To wonder at it like it's beyond reach;
To a being so infinitesimally small of limited consciousness and duration;
To find the answers about where I came from;
Back to the beginning.
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