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Hometown Visit

My last visit home was sad, but true All weekend I waited, just to see you But the expectations I held, were much too high Lowest place on the totem pole, there was I When finally, we met after a lot of time wasted It felt like my presence was nothing but hasted My words, though genuine, read much like a song Of love, loss, sorrow, and timing gone wrong Your response to my letter, still I await Forward motion requires a slow, but steady pace The absence of you in my day, at times it's still hard It's easier for you, but you had a head start Luckily, this visit home was different in nature A reason to celebrate, made time pass much easier Still, reminders were there, and felt in my midst Sending a text to say hello, was hard to resist So as this week passes, and a new one begins Seven more days to wonder if or where, I fit in But the longer I wait, the more healing I do What matters most in the end, is I get over you August 24, 2020 @katladyt_

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Date: 8/24/2020 9:16:00 PM
Hello Tammy ... the past is just that. To go back home in hope that you can mend something and start over again sadly doesn't happen. Everyone moves on - enjoyed your verse Tammy - Lindsay
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Date: 8/24/2020 7:39:00 PM
This is sadly so true, when one has high expectations, and the other does not pick up on it or does not see it at all. Well penned.
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Date: 8/24/2020 7:00:00 PM
Heartfelt piece Tammy. I just wrote a poem Talking To The Moon that describes how we feel when someone leaves in a relationship, its ironic I read this when I just wrote that piece.
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