We have not talked
Since June
We have not had a conversation
Since May
I have not known you
Since last September
The last time we were best friends
It was this time, last year
And yet
You’re still all over my life
Your contact case still in my bathroom
Holes in my bookshelf
Still holding spots in line
For the books you borrowed
That post-it note
Still stuck to our fridge
Birthday cards on my desk
Still wishing for forever
Photos on my phone
That I can’t seem to delete
And all those stupid, perfect memories
Still in my head
You’re gone
But you never really left.
Very nice keep writing
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Thank you 🙂
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Your welcome
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This. Is. Amazing. And also very true and heartfelt. It’s the exact same way I feel about one of my old friends. I love this poem, but at the same time, I sorta’ fear it because it makes me feel this deep longing for the part of me that has been cut away. Great peom nonetheless. 🙂
-Nikki
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Thank you 🙂
Honestly I feel the same way about the poem. It’s entirely true and putting it into words and then out into the Internet is definitely scary.
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Sorry if I’m intruding on the convo *guilty look* but I just wanted to agree! It’s like poems are more from the heart than the head, so much more personal than posts or stories can sometimes be.
-Amy
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I love the freedom of poetry. You get to be personal and honest but also vague enough that other people can connect it to their own lives.
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Now, that, is poetry! *snaps fingers in applause* 😀
-NIkki
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Interesting poem. BTW, haven’t seen you around my blog lately…what’s up? What have you thought of my recent posts?
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I’m glad you enjoyed my poem 🙂 Haven’t had a chance to visit your blog in a bit
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Touching!
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Thank you 🙂 I’m glad my emotions were able to touch yours.
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