a song I meant to sing
I needed him to sing along
shyly indicated my intentions to him
we waited for the music to assist
we waited and kept waiting
were we deaf not to listen to the tune
screaming over and over to us both
assuring the possibility of the impossible
we were not meant to be what we thought
together, we couldn’t write a song
together, we were never to sing
love this
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Thanks a lot… isn’t it painful…
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indeed it is but we learn to heal and love again. For we are created and resonate love in our very being.
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How beautifully you said such meaningful words my dear… wow… your kind comment has shown me another perspective to this poem…
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there are often many perspectives to many things but sometimes we are too close too see them all and the opportunities that they can offer and doors they may open as others close.
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you are so right to say that… I am glad you shared your thoughts.. thanks a lot
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This is deep and beautiful x I really hope in time you will find someone who appreciates your great sensitivity, it’s like a gift you can give to the right person 💙 QB 😊
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True that my Dear….
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powerful words
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