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You are a lover
I am a runner
We both know how this story ends
What a pleasant surprise
I did not see you coming
I was in my own storm
Heading south with my own thunder and rain
When you startled me like a bolt of lightning from the north
Striking me and taking me on highs I have never known
An electric magnetic pull
A melting warming sensation
My ice cold heart now holding flames of fire
A hope that has now turned into desire
You have some sort of light that knows my dark soul
Each time I try to push you away
You come for me
Always
Promising you will never let go
All I can think about when I look back
Is what a pleasant surprise it has been
For I did not see you coming
And now I know why
Is it wrong that I am still wanting you after everything you have put me through?
I know you are not coming back
Yet here I am
Still having hope
It is not fair you know
How I let you live on
In my poetry
I feel safest next to you
Your arms wrapped tightly around me
You see, I have never had that in my life
Stability
People ask me why I write poetry, as if the answer is an untold secret I have been hiding for years
It is quite simple
I write better than I speak
Poetry is feelings you can not say out loud
How do you learn to love someone when all you have ever known in life, is to leave before you get left?
I would rather risk it all and follow my heart; than live a life of regret
Loneliness teaches us the most important lesson of all
Everyone needs someone
Empathy Poetry 