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Love Still, Or Let Go

Somehow you managed to climb
Right into my brain
In my thoughts, in my head
Making me go insane

Your scent won't rub off, Ive tried the soap
We've since split up, and I'm holding the rope
To make you stay, or let you go
The memories seep deep within my soul

Break up, make up, break up make up
Round we go, the pressure of losing you is much to bear
We used to kiss, and moan, kiss, and groan
The way you lay your head on my pillow and stare

Now you stare at me like a grim reaper waiting to for me to die
I look at you, and lesson your grip as you squeeze my thigh
Threatened to leave, threaten me as I pass you by
Letting you go is so hard, I am not gonna lie

Why do we manage to come back to each other
When we know we have lost the spark?
Is it the way we laugh and play, or 
The way we made love in the dark?

Somehow, some way, I will get over you
That may take some convincing to get me through
But, losing you will be the hardest thing I will ever have to do
And knowing that you didn't want the same as me isn't true

People come and people go, but lovers will keep them close
To the heart of each lovers soul is memory of their love dose
How they comforted and consoled, love the remedy
I want you back, but let you go, you just want me to let you be

Power of love is oh so strong, but the earth is for the meek
Do they lust and linger after a love, that we so desperately seek?
Can we go our separate ways, and set forth the path of God's will?
Or when we depart will you look back and say you love me still?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Krutsinger Avatar
October 27, 2018 at 7:32 AM
This poem reminds me of a study I read once that stated that sixty-seven percent of the people polled who left their spouse and married again stated that they wished they would have tried harder with their first spouse, and stayed.
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