Hope
He dreams of me walking awayand waking up before he has the chance to win me back
waking in great pain
I dream of men I never chose following me
and their families haunting me for choices I never made
His beautiful being ever eluding me
Teasing glimpses of him
in between what is not quite madness
yet not quite sane
I spin him in words
attempting to find him among them
Bleeding my frustration and grief
when it is only love I wish to feel
So go to him I will
Poetry by SecretWords
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Written on 2013-10-11 at 10:13
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