By Chad Carlson
Sitting in the sun
Thinking of old times past
Alone in isolation
Will these memories be the last
Writing these few lines
Hoping to strike a nerve
Maybe to rekindle
The flame that once burned
The memories once so vivid
Are slowly starting to fade
As Time goes by with no reply
I start to feel betrayed
I feel like you're not listening
Like you never really cared
Was your entire plan for us
To cause misery and despair
The test of time has proven
What I should've known from the start
Although you had ALL my love
I never really had your heart
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Chad Carlson (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Low point in my life when I couldn't find a single friend to do anything with. Right after my long time girlfriend decided she wanted space so she could sleep with my boss without it being cheating* (*anymore... I later found out that she had been cheating on me with him for months prior... Glad that I didn't know that at the time... He ended up firing me for missing a shift that he cleared me to take off for a doctor's appointment. I got my job back after contacting corporate but was "promoted" to AGM and was put in charge of 5 restaurants so I wouldn't ever have to work with him again. Perhaps I should write about that.)
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