What You've Lost

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    What You've Lost

    Watching everything you loved

    Just walk out of your Heart

    Burns the soul beyond repair

    Leaves one in pieces

    Bystanders can’t understand

    They weren’t there

    They didn’t share the emotions or feelings felt

    The trust that would be betrayed

    The love that would be abandoned  

    They will never understand

    But they will judge you

    For caring

    For crying

    For missing what walked out the door

    Time will go by

    The pain will settle in the scar

    You’ll watch what you lost

    Find another

    Give more to that other

    And stand stronger with other

    Leaving you in a state of mind

    You were in

    That first day of Heart Ache

    Trying to move forward

    But it can’t be denied

     You Loved

    Honestly

    Truthfully

    With all your Heart

    And for that reason

    You will never forget what you lost

    And the pain will never go away

    How dare others judge

    What they have never been through

    This is yours

    And only yours

    To endure

    Alone

    Just the way you were left

    Alone

    A tear comes to Heart

    Silently sobbing out of sight

    Loneliness is the final executioner

    The memory laid to rest

    Only when you’ve left this world

    -Fin-

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    jenifer commented on What You've Lost

    02-10-2014

    i know of this feeling, this torment but we must move somehow, in order to be happy alas to love again.

    TheLastCowboy

    02/10/2014

    True

    HenryDeTamble28 commented on What You've Lost

    10-27-2013

    When watching someone you truly Love more on without you hurts....

    TheLastCowboy commented on What You've Lost

    10-27-2013

    GOD I miss her so much.... Tilmylastbreath-The page I wrote just for her years ago.

    If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

    Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.
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