One
I find it strange that
thinking of you
divides my heart into two
One part of me smiles
and laughs
at the memories you left behind
The other half bites my lip
and causes a rise of
bitterness
and despair
We had so much fun
and suddenly it was over
leaving nothing but a feeling
of being used
and forgotten in your haste to be gone
I can still think of the
good times without being
sad
It's when I remember the
last time
we talked that I feel the
loneliness and the
emptiness
I find it easy to go on
without you
I just wish that I
didn't need to
that you were still here
with me
and that you and I were still
One.
-jk (01/20/97)
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