The night was warm, not a cloud in the sky,
As I lie in the dirt, watching my life pass by,
The further the sun set, the more active my mind became,
With alcohols last drops on my lips, I’ve ran out of people to blame,
I ran down the list of mistakes, Mother, Father, Brother,
But I was the only one responsible for losing my lover,
My tears thicken with dust, as they cascade my cheek,
Hurdling the weathered wrinkles, and settling just beyond ears peak,
I watch the world spin, tossing and turning for hours it seems,
So I begin counting the stars, each one a memory, isolated beam,
For each one I picked, it completed a constellation of her image,
Realizing at that moment, my life with her was nothing less than a privilege,
I guess the old adage is true, “you don’t know what you got, until it’s gone,”
The same words ricochet in my mind, repeatedly, from dusk til dawn.
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S-M87,
A super emotive write!
A lot of sadness! You’re
claiming all the blame!
You’re being too harsh
with yourself!
Remember this adage...
“It takes two to tango!”
You SHOULDN’T blame
yourself 💯 %!
I don’t know your circumstances or age, but you have to let go for your own sanity! You deserve happiness too!
~Laura~
That was very kind for you to write. Thank you
A great poem, SM! I also was going to write "it takes two to tango" but Laura beat me to it, LOL! It takes more than one to make or break a relationship. Hopefully you find happiness soon.
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