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I heard you that night,
when you whispered my name and waited for some type of response.
I was so lost in the illusion of ‘love’
that my heart wouldn’t let my voice whisper back.

We laid still that night,
when we should have opened our hearts.
This damn illusion of ‘love’ lasting forever
stopped any kind of..I love yous.. from leaving this broken heart.

I would have told her to stop
if she made the move, she never made

but not right away, I would have let our lips touch just long enough
for it to be called anything but a decent kiss

and when she would ask why
in a seductive –I don’t want to stop- kind of way
I would have told her…
it’s just another memory to think of
on the lonely highways back home
and we’ve made enough of those
so lets leave well enough alone..

I’m just the thrill of the chase

and you’re just the thrill of a kiss

so take your lost self and get far, far away

away from my head.. away from my heart

run as fast as you can.. before I catch up

…out of breath and wordless yet again

I miss falling asleep on your chest
I miss calling you mine- I used to take such pride in it
I miss feeling secure in a relationship
…a relationship that was anything but secure

she changed my life
I changed hers
and I probably didn’t even alter yours.

Her body is on top of mine, once again

But this time, it isn’t some late night fantasy

We latch on- mirroring the life saving device our very first night.

Our breaths sing a sweet lullaby as we hold each other tight

Our lips are soon inches apart, torture at its finest.

My hands are wandering; they’re out of my control

My finger tips caress her skin and a rush overcomes every part of my body.

Our lips meet and our tongues soon touch.

A sweet taste I thought was gone forever

As I lay her head on the pillow and begin to kiss her naked body

I realize it must stop here

Any further and hearts will get attached

Glimpses into our late night fantasies

Only makes our desires stronger

We’re both ready

For another chance

Another long night

Filled with back arching moans

Alcohol will play a part

No broken hearts

No feelings

Lets leave this in the bedroom.

Too many people will get hurt by our actions

Neither of us wants that

Hopefully we’ll be able to stop at one night

One time only

But for some reason- I’ll bet against it.

I’m sure i’ll regret the high bar tab in the morning

But at that moment, I won’t let the word regret cross my mind

For if I did, I would stop it right then.

She’ll hold me close as I drunkenly swipe the hotel key for the third time.

Maybe the red blinking light is a sign- but third times a charm.

I’m sure our laugher will awake people, just as our moans soon will.

A smile has not left our faces since the moment we reunited.

It’s been too long since I’ve felt her touch and made her laugh.

Although divorce papers and a broken relationship might be the end result.

She is worth it.

She will always be worth the consequence.

Always.

Lines from Journal 2003-2006

 

But…He cried

I mean he really cried this time. He didn’t get out of bed for days. He literally got on his hands and knees and begged for me. He said he would change. He really means it this time; I could see it in his eyes. He even bought me flowers, made me dinner, and told me he loved me. He is really trying. He said he didn’t want to lose me. He said he was just ‘joking’ with the text messages. He didn’t really mean it. Look at all of the poems he wrote for me. He loves me.  

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I might be out of place

But woman to woman

Lets be honest..

The poems will only last so long.

Trust me I have a box full of them.

After you get over the shock of tears falling from his face

You will realize they’re only as real as his promises.

Why do I even feel the need to reach out to you?

You have seen first hand him treating someone else the same way.

The secret letters, comments, and texts.

I mean, after all- you were the one receiving them.

 

But despite all the pain and anger this has caused me.

You should know..

There is life after him.

I hate you

For giving me hope that we could make my mothers fairytale lifestyle come true

I hate you

For betraying me for so many years.

I hate you

For saying ‘I love you’ too late.

I hate you

Because when I lost you, I also lost your/my family.

I loved you.

 

I hate you

For choosing her so many times.

I hate you

For making memories with me.

I hate you

For never going away.

I hate you

Because I was never enough

I loved you.

 

I hate

That you weren’t my first true love

I hate

That you weren’t my first sexually

I hate

that they took all of this away from us.

I love you. I love you. I love you.

Take it all away

All of these memories

Dried up tears

Feelings

Songs

All of it.

 

Im coming back home

But I won’t mend the pieces

There is no room in my heart

We will start over this time

Actually

We won’t even start

We’ve passed the finish line