Not Me

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  • Confusion

    Not Me

    Somtimes i look at you and wonder, where are you? Who are you looking for in the distance or are you looking far into our future?

    For years i believed that falling in love was a myth, that could not happen to me, it never has, it never will.

    But yet here i am looking at you looking at me and wondering if you still feel the same way you did when we first started.

    It took me this long to realize that love did happen to me, i did fall in love, and it's as beautiful as i had read in those books that have the "happily ever after" endings.

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    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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