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Worlds Apart

Now we're worlds apart, I've never felt so misplaced
I don't know where to start, the days I find hard to face
Now I'm wondering what to do?, it's like I no longer exist
Trying to find a way through, I just can't help but reminisce

 And I ask why it is she had to leave what exactly went wrong?
 Without her I find it hard to breathe, the days they seem so long
The chances of us getting back?  now probably a million to one
 Any advances on a panic attack, but it's so hard now she's gone

 If ever I'm walking down the street,  and which ever way I turn
 I keep hoping we will once again meet, as for her I still yearn
 So many opportunities for questions I could have then asked
 And now she’s just another faded out picture from the past

 Now she is just someone that I once knew but still I really miss
 I can't help but feel so blue, thinking of times that we had, bliss!
 I'll cut to the chase, she was someone who touched my heart
 Still I think of us in that time and space, though we're worlds apart
     


                            written 1998 some lines originally (1996)
                                           rewritten 2000- worlds apart 
                 A more personal deeply rooted poem about an exgirlfriend
                    I did a follow up to this called a bad case of nostalgia(2005)
        please note sorry took off here tryed changeing in the end put back as was just changed title
                                          is their to much rhyme i dont know

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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Date: 2/10/2014 3:19:00 PM
David, the rhyme is perfect, and never enough. Enjoyed the poem. SKAT
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Date: 1/30/2014 7:47:00 AM
Sounds like you haven't had much luck with all these exgirlfriends David, what with miss Devious and now this: ) you must be like me and fall for the troublemakers: ) perhaps we should stick to the street where we live that will at least cut out the distance, then wait and see what turns up. knowing my luck it will be postman pat : ) enjoyed your lovely poem love Elizabeth xx
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