A/N: Another short piece written for a drabble contest.
This has not been beta'd and is pretty much in poetry form. And I'm sorry for the dots in between- it's the only I could get the spacing to stay right.
Lonely
Alone.
Lonely.
Single.
Solitary.
How many ways can I say it?
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You were here and then you were gone.
And I miss you.
The way you kiss.
The way you touched me.
The way you sighed my name because you were happy.
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I miss your face.
Twinkling blue eyes.
Dimpled cheeks when you smiled.
How every grin lit your face.
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But you made me love you when you weren't mine to love.
You took me places I'd never been- let me experience things that weren't mine to experience.
They were yours.
And hers.
But never mine.
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You should have let me be.
I was fine before you.
.
Now I'm broken.
Bruised.
Bleeding.
And incomplete.
I left him for you. You didn't do the same.
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You made promises that weren't yours to make.
Promises that weren't mine to take.
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Each breath pricks, stings.
Each heartbeat reminds me I'm alive... When I don't want to be.
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So I sit in this canoe- your canoe; her canoe- and reminisce.
Memories that shouldn't be mine.
Love that you never gave- never took.
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I want to jump in the still waters and stay there.
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But life beckons.
And I breathe again.
.
Even though it hurts.
Hopefully you can see the pain and feel the depth of her struggle. But even in the midst of heartache, she breathes and goes on with life. :)
I'd love to hear your thoughts on this one!