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I Still Cry

many days have passed us by
yet as if the same i cry
no less loss or memory took
tis all the same just like a book
my heart it bleeds in the same places
still kissing pictures of her faces
driving around remembering traces
of the love our lives had made
i had the key to your heart
long before i knew i was a part
and when i put the pieces together
the puzzle was my glory and treasure
a love that could not be measured
second only to heaven this pleasure
a union that had Gods approval
but yet it was so unusual
you knew i loved you when i kept it secret
for so long you let me keep it
then one day you needed my touch
you had told me before; that you did'nt have much
but because of my heart i would'nt listen
my mind and my soul were too busy wishing
and then one day suddenly, i knew you were mine
a few days later we spoke for the last time
one week later i heard you were gone
you had to leave for your heavenly home
i cried that day in the dust and dirt 
here was my torment that i knew chased us
with days and months i measure my hurt
but after time God showed me clearly
that He loved us. it must have took a lot
for Him to show me Himself
but with His Holy Spirit He put her soul on my shelf
so when i think about her, God and i
i still can't help myself, i still cry
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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Wesley Avatar
August 22, 2011 at 9:54 PM
Hi John, read it again and it gives all that it promises to. Soup mail for you.
Wesley Avatar
August 19, 2011 at 3:05 PM
Weep no more my dear, let my dry your tear; there must be another way, that love can help to share the day. Another love will come to share, all hopes and dreams you need to bear. Sad verse so beautifully expressed.
Babcock Avatar
August 15, 2011 at 4:06 PM
I think we all cry deep inside ourselves for the loss of loved ones. Our memories hold loved ones near and dear to our heart. That stays with us a lifetime and if you feel like crying-cry for it helps us heal. love phyl
Ball Avatar
August 13, 2011 at 11:21 AM
A beautiful write my friend speaking of how important it is not to waste our time together. You never know when it will be too late. God Bless, JB
Warden Avatar
August 11, 2011 at 10:02 PM
Beautiful.....jo
Puddifoot Avatar
August 3, 2011 at 5:58 PM
I hope those tears subside very soon sweetness...this would've been a good entry for the 'sounds of a cry' contest...
Kearley Avatar
August 1, 2011 at 12:39 AM
Good one! And I see it shall continue...Nice!
Turner Avatar
July 31, 2011 at 11:01 PM
very heartfelt, i not much for relationship things and i liked it very good
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