Oh God,
how I used to
sit in my chair
in pain for hours
always wondering,
always hoping
always wanting some
heal to the pain
I could feel.
I didn’t think there were
any answers ahead.
I felt like I just had to
ride this out
and my life
would never change.
there wasn’t anything
poetic,
and what I felt,
I couldn’t find
intriguing words
to describe the hole in my heart.
has searched my soul
every day,
looking at my walls,
watching my life
unravel
before my eyes.
thank God
I don’t pine any longer
thank goodness
I don’t miss you anymore.
Oh my
how life
creates circles
in my head.
I wonder about you,
while I pine for you.
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