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A Secret. |
| Written by Dien Nguyen | |
| Sunday, 13 January 2008 | |
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Share it:      A Secret.
I sit here, Just staring at the pages. These touching words, I haven't seen in ages.
As each word I read, Slowly brings back old thoughts. Of all the times we had, And the happiness they brought.
Grasping hard on paper, The page was soon stained with tears. Drying up to only remain For uncountable years.
Marking a sign of my sorrow, With each tear so pure. Crippled and unable to move, But there's no simple cure.
Counting the days in my head. Everything happened so fast. My body is living the present, While my mind was dwelling the past.
I wish you were still here, Living in our world fit for two. With you beside me, We can make our dreams come true.
As much as it hurts, I can't seem to let go. Like hanging on a burning rod, I refused to fall down the pit below.
A moment in time, I once had you in my arms so tight. Waking in the night ready to hold you. Nobody there, but the air so light.
Shaking my head, Hoping this would all go away. Memories not wanting to escape, The times decide to stay.
With my chest full of emptiness, I took out a pen, and paper with it. Resisting the movement of my shaky hands, I began by writing you a secret.
“I still miss you, Do you miss me too?”
-DN I usually don't write poetry, but I thought I'd give it a shot. Enjoy. Copyright 2008 Dien Nguyen |
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