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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required His thoughts drift to her: It's a quarter past midnight and I wonder where your at Whether wrong or right, my love has been trained for combat I suffered frostbite when your love was so cold I couldn't adjust its thermostat I lose my appetite when I think about how you walked over me like a doormat Just when I think I'm moving ahead, I get a strong sense of deja vu I awake in my bed and unconsciously reach out to you I desperately need to move on, but you still remain in my heart Now I'm alone and the pain is slowly tearing me apart I pray the day will arrive and everything will be alright But first I must survive this memory of you and me at a quarter past midnight! Her thoughts drift to him: It's a quarter past midnight and my thoughts, again, run to you How we got get here, inexplicable, lost in a fog, I am too Awake, I recall the day I walked away and the haunting image of your face In my anger, everything about you I have tried so hard, to erase In hindsight, your self-centeredness, was the iceberg, that caused your frostbite Froze my heart into unforgiveness as you were always out of sight I now pass time with friends and strangers, and the emptiness persists At times, I feel there is no tomorrow, but somehow my foolish heart insists Yet beyond pain, and silent desperation, I have to forget that you exist If there will ever be a "you and me", I must survive this quarter past midnight! * A collaboration with Audrey Carey
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