don & i, Poems, The big thing

Sunday, She wakes

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I woke up this morning, knowing, this does not work for me.

Yes I miss you, long to see you, want to be near you

All the time…

There is a but and I may eliminate all of that and this time may just be the first time I’ve used but where it actually does eliminate or it could possibly just illuminate your faults that pushed me so far away.

I do not care for your mean discretion, your cold shoulder, your bleak perfection, your eyes that carry far away from me, those eyes that can barely see, a beautiful spirit, a beautiful soul, a beautiful woman whom you could have grown old. You manors rank to nothing less, a skilled accomplice, a burning mess, a man you admire, a man you seek is not the man you should long to be… a learned behavior, a pedestal high, a fault I see with these big green eyes.

I long to write and tell you this but I hold back, unknown wish, that you would see these things for truth, that will not happen, that is not you. You are far into the bliss of thinking you’re perfect without a hitch. So now it is enough that I know, I cannot stay and I must just go. Your lines you said were just to me, have been spotted craved into a tree. Timelines show the historical truth, you have one poem and it makes me blue, every girl you’ve left behind has heard that one and it should be a crime. You are a hack and this much is true, it is what you said, one small truth.

You must have felt my spirit rise and knew my heart as you woke and wrote we were falling apart. I did respond, yes indeed, but with much kindness one last deed. Goodbye my love, May you have & hold your biggest desires. Someone to mold…

Much Love 💜 Much Life

Author: Joy

I am Joy I am content I am patient I am love I am free, fabulous and fit. I am all these things and so much more. I am struggle I am hopelessness I am sad I am endurance I am a warrior I am a princess I am my Father's daughter I am a survivor of loss of hurt of pain. I am encouragement I am influence I am Joy.

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