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Stephen Woeste Poem
it may be hard to
let go of someone
who is no longer
in your life.
but...,
it is much harder to
let go of someone
who couldn't be
in your life...
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Stephen Woeste Poem
her smile could melt
ice cream on top of
mt. Everest.
she didn't think she
was that cute.
but her name must've
been Just Pretty...
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Stephen Woeste Poem
I guess it's no surprise
about how things
turned out. not really.
I needed to grow.
you needed to grow up.
...just not together.
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Stephen Woeste Poem
I noticed some ice cubes
were missing from
the freezer.
oh wait...,
there you are
behind me...
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Stephen Woeste Poem
if you don't feel like working
you probably won't.
if you can hear the garbage truck
you are already too late.
if you decide to wash sure car,
it is sure to rain that day.
if you wait around for it to be delivered,
you probably will not get any mail.
if you think you did something wrong,
you most likely did.
if you see smoke in the distance,
there's a good chance fire is involved.
and,
if you always wonder whether I love you,
there more than a good chance you are correct!
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Stephen Woeste Poem
if you ever see
me again,
may you not
see me sad.
for I am only
sad when you
are not around
to see...
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Stephen Woeste Poem
we may copy those
whom we like.
but we be come those
whom we love...
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Stephen Woeste Poem
it's not that I'll always
remember you.
it's just that I'll never be
able to forget you...
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Stephen Woeste Poem
you know it's real
when you can deny it
but you cannot hide it.
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Stephen Woeste Poem
no one has ever died
from loving too much.
but...
you may die a little each day
if you do not love at all.
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