The "worst" Part of Being the Other Half
It feels like I’m losing you
that connection
it is slowly but surely
slipping beyond my grasp,
I’m scared, I don't want
to lose the best thing in my life
I don't want to say goodbye
to the other half that makes me whole,
I would miss everything
about you, about us
I’m not willing to let go
I’m tying an invisible rope
around us unseen and unbreakable
because what we have
doesn't have a name
cannot be explained only felt,
with no questions asked
and no answers expected...
6TH PLACE
In my "worst" poem ever
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Copyright © Wilma Neels | Year Posted 2010
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