I'm still here, reaching out for you.
Wondering if our thoughts ever cross,
between my love for you and your hate for me.
I'm still here.
I'm still here, waiting around for you.
You said you would be back, only after a short while.
You're not bad yet, and I'm starting to fade.
Though I'm still here.
I'm still here because I can't move on without you.
Without you, I am lost and will not find my way.
I need to find my way.
My way back to you.
I'm still here.
Did you remember?
I am still here.
I guess you're not coming...
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Some of the thoughts that run through my head; the one's I'm not ashamed to put down on paper.
So, this is me...well, a part of me.
- buh.ran.done©
- Ogden, UT, United States
- I'm just a regular guy, who had his problems. Taking care of them is the easy part...preparing for new ones is the challenge. I hit a rough patch a few years back and while you may choose to be offended by the things that I write, I don't apologize for documenting my feelings.
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