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When I Am Still

On days that I am still, 
I find I miss you more. 

I need someone 
to talk to 
who will understand 
and 
have the capacity to contemplate 
deeply, beside me. 

When I am still 
I wonder if I am truly happy 
when I am not still. 

Is happiness 
now busyness or 
am I just so distracted that I do not 
know true joys 
anymore?

When I am still I think about love. 

I want to feel love 
like I had when you were alive. 
It will be different 
because 
it won't be you,
but still 
maddening and romantic 
all at once. 

I wish I had time 
and someone 
to spend time with. 

We could run away for a few days 
and find pure happiness 
in the simplicity of 
listening to the forest as we hike a mountain. 
Or looking at the stars as he held me that night. 

We could be still, 
Together. 
But when I'm still, 
Even with him,
I find I miss you more.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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U.D Palawon  Avatar
January 21, 2017 at 4:49 AM
This is the problem...when you're still it all come running back! Well expressed, congrats.
Allison Avatar
January 20, 2017 at 7:25 PM
such an emotional poem many congrats Molly:-) hugs jan xx
Polydoro Avatar
January 20, 2017 at 7:02 PM
such a great poem - congrats on the win :)
Scars Avatar
January 20, 2017 at 12:13 PM
sometimes being still is all we need to survive...beautiful poetry- thank you and congrats :)-luloo
Gupta Avatar
January 20, 2017 at 5:31 AM
Emotions nicely collected and put to expression in a poem ... A happy read for me ...
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