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Ambush, Escapade, Desolation (With No Girl Would I Rather Be)
Time passes by
If this is supposed to help heal my wounds,
it’s failing.
Three weeks now
Was it?
Three weeks or so.
She broke up with me
And then you moved.
She upped and left me
So did you.
What’s worse?
The pain of her absence
Or the fact that yours hurts me less?
You’re my father
What a bother
That we should be closer, and
Get together more.
Charlotte, North Carolina
600 miles away
I’m here in Fowlerville, Michigan.
Fowlerville, Michigan,
One and a half miles away
She’s stuck with me, here to stay
Stuck by me
To trouble me so
With heartache, longing
Crap to my soul.
One and a half miles away
Her heart is still right by mine
Even as she pulls away
I feel this love, still; deep, divine.
Why does she pull?
Why does she pull away?
What is best for us both?
I still yet disagree
That a break-up is what’s best
For her
And me.
What is best for me?
Moving on is more troublesome
Then if I were to just let me be;
Then if I were to just linger,
Melancholy
Your moving should be making this harder.
Barely, Father.
Still, I am drained only by the absence of her touch.
Her hand in mine…
Her lips on mine…
Her willing loving heart, loving so divine
Necessary To me,
Is her breath
Breathing in mine as I breathe in hers, too,
Faces close
Lovers closer
Closer than the beautiful petals to their stem
The stem to his leaves
Or its roots.
“She is essential to my being,”
My happiness is aware
And he also knows that he would not exist
If she were never there.
If she leaves, forever,
Permanently
I’m alone in this world.
Desolate.
Where is she?
What of when she said I was all that could make her happy?
What about when she told me that the thought of life without me
Just made her sick?
What about those times when I felt that she was neglecting me
Only to learn that that thought was pissing her off
Because, in all truth,
She was actually only trying to get me
To follow her off?
Somewhere in some other land
Our brains would always be.
Lovers,
In a great, fun adventure,
With no girl would I rather be.
With no girl would I rather be.
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funny that the same thing should happen to me... i just haven't been on email much at all lately... sorry :///
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i just have to say that over all of that little group of mammals, my favorite is the raccoon. i love their little mask faces...
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yeah it is running low...
and I notice that u posted that coment on july 17Th.and I just now got an email about it.
Im so sorry.
and I dont have a fb,that might be why you cant find me...
and Natalie is common??
Beavers...we should talk about beavers
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QUICK - FIND SOMETHING NEW to talk about, we must...
btw, i've tried friending u on fb recently, but, well... for starters, ur name is pretty common to begin with...
haha actually it's because in my e-mail it says "A reader has commented on your article" sent at the same time as "Someone has replied to your comment" and "New rating for your article" and "N****** M**** C. (in case u don't want ur name out here) has contributed to TeenInk"... yeah.
see, i asked TeenInk to email me when u contribute, thinking that it'd just send me emails when u post compositions, but it actually sends me an email everytime u comment, which i think is kind of creepy, but whatever.
i don't think it's creepy if someone else is following me like that though... i'm mostly creeper-proof. few exceptions.
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uh huh
haha Im not sure...
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wait, quick thought: i was scrolling up and saw your "i think you should tell me" thing, like, telling u when i admit to myself that i am immature..
well, i do now, but.. isn't admitting it contradicting the point???
this is all very confuzleing....
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see? haha, i really am NOT SURE at all where that came from..
haha me too!
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My (ex) girlfriend broke up with me almost a month ago. It's still hard; it still doesn't make sense to me. But whatevs.
No.. not whatevs. I can't say that. It means too much to me still.
We're still friends, and all, but.. And I.. Whatever.
Anyway, this poem is kind of unique because it's actually written to my father in grievance of our distance from each other but my apparent mental preoccupation takes over the majority of the poem. The fact that I appear to be trying to write a poem to my dad (which I was) makes the girlfriend part all the stronger.
As for her.. I am not yet certain if this is something I would like for her to read or to not to. Give it all time, I suppose. Give it all time.
I've decided to just post it on TeenInk and if she happens to fall across it, so be it; in that case? Then it was meant to happen.
I'd also like to thank TeenInk for putting one of my articles on the front of the website. It was a huge boost to my self-esteem as an author.