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Forlorn

A Poem

By Atomic HistorianPublished 3 years ago Updated 3 years ago 1 min read
Forlorn
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I thought they were my attraction

But they were just mere distraction

It wasn’t ‘til I met you

That I knew what was true

An attraction beyond the surface

I had felt worthless

Until I met you

Now

I can’t stand when you’re away

I miss you everyday

In every way

Your smile

Your smell

Your sashay

The look you give me

When your eyes lock on mine

Like we are but one mind

The desire to just be near you

To sit

And unwind

I knew nothing would be the same

When the wave crashed around us

Was it true?

Did you feel it too?

Sitting here

Feeling nothing but missing you

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    Written by Atomic Historian