Best Lost Lovememory Poems


Your Memory Haunts Me

No matter what I do
I cannot get you out of my head
I move on
And your memory still haunts me
Days can go pass 
Years even
And your still here
I cannot let go
I cannot erase you
The agony strikes my chest
My heart breaks over and over again
I keep going on and keep writing and the pain remains the same
I cannot stop the rhythmn of the shame and painful ache you created
Everthing seems to bring you back
I stop and always think back
Why did you make the choices you made
Why was I not good enough for you
Was I the mistake
Did you regret you found me
Why do I think back to you
I wish I could just let you free from my mind
I wish I no longer felt for you
I wish I was numb
I wish the drip of morphine ran through my veins
I could erase you forever
And the memory would no longer ruin my mind that keeps you locked inside forever.
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I Miss You..

The tears that I ‘ve shed have run
a long and winding course. The
hurt amazing, the memory aching,
at times, as if no recourse.

Your memory stayed, an
unwelcome burden laying on me,
like a stone. Too many lonely nights
crying and alone.

My hope tossed, left behind the day
you walked away. Your memory
beautiful but painful, refusing to fade.

I’ ve faded to black, I live in violence and
memory. My fist my outlet to try and blur 
a memory.

Pain and blood live with me like a lover. I
await the day, when you are no longer 
remembered.

Oh to move on with my life, to simply forget.
I dream of death, to forget all regret.

I love you as if yesterday we had shared a kiss.
I hate my stubborn heart; you I still miss.

"open Doors"

Today I sat and had a stare...
Closed my eyes to drift in care...
Till I opened a small door on my heart...
And pulled out a memory that's not far apart...
It played out like a movie with no credits ran...
The air you could smell and the breeze as you stand...
Your fingers in mine as a lock would be secure...
To many ups and downs put us here, left with no cure...
So I tuck this memory away till you run through my mind again..
A library of days , missed words and what might have been...


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