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thoughts still linger in my head

Sometimes, if not all the while

I am not in denial, I miss you

And yes, it does make me smile

You might not be mine anymore

But we’ve been through a lot together

The sands of time will trickle on

But the memories will last forever

I have never been this clueless in my life

Not even when I failed again and again

I can’t pinpoint exactly how I feel

It’s not happiness, nor is it pain

I guess it is just your absence

Which is making itself known

Maybe this weird state of emptiness

Is my heart’s moan

I miss you .

A little too often

A little too much

Missing you, has become

A habit as such

I feel down and out

As if I have the flu

When I think about if

You miss me too .

There are two ways to describe how I feel

One of them is to just say that I am lost

Because every day goes by in a blur

As if life’s been covered by a thick frost

The other way to show you the state of my heart

Is to say that I feel like man who can’t dream

Memories and thoughts seem to just fly past

Even my soul is lifeless, without its gleam

In this hazy state, I have been

Since the day I let you walk away

I know I treated you in a way I shouldn’t have

I was wrong, I confess today

I miss you

We may pretend to have

Grown apart from each other

But no distance can erode

The memories we share together

As I sit by the window, staring away

Into the abyss of my lonely days

Sometimes I think about what if

We didn’t choose to go separate ways

I miss you .

What is the most I miss about you

Is the question I often ask my heart

I get so many mixed answers

I just don’t know where to start

Deep down inside I know the truth

I realize that we can never again be together

But there is this tiny speck of hope

Which says, never say never

I miss you .

We broke up bitterly

But this poem is not about our spat

I don’t love you anymore

But this poem is not about that

I guess you are wondering

What is the fuss about this rhyme

The truth be told, I confess

I have been missing you all this time

I miss you .

I think about you, I think about us

I really don’t know why

I reminisce about how things were

Even if sometimes, it makes me cry

I know, that I miss you like crazy

But sometimes I feel it’s best if I pretend

Things might get a bit too complicated

If I try to make amends .

I know, our relationship was

Like a poem without rhyme

Still, its heartbeat

Refuses to fade with time

One last hug, one last kiss

One last cuddle, one last dance

One last smile, one last laugh

One last memory, one last chance…

I miss you .

Every time I look at our pictures

I wonder why we ruined such a good thing

It is almost like we deliberately

Clipped off our own wings

Our love may be a lost cause

But the memories still remain

I wouldn’t have it any other way

Even if it hurts and pains

I miss you .

If I had to write a song about you

Surreal Dream, is what I would call it

Our relationship was too good to be true

I cherished it, bit by bit

Until the day it was torn apart

By silly misunderstandings and complications

Even today our breakup is a hazy memory

Did it really happen or was it just a hallucination

Everything about you and our love

Like a deja vu on repeat mode, it seems

Which is why I dedicate this poem to you

My ex-girlfriend, my surreal dream

I miss you .

The most beautiful thing anyone has ever said to me

Is the first time I heard you say the words I Love You

Never in my wildest dreams did I ever imagine

That those words would blur my life’s view

It has been a long time since that day

The love has disappeared, hate has ensued

But no matter how bitter it gets, it will

Always remain, something that I once valued

I miss you .

I’m stripped bare of all my feelings

Just like a drought savaged piece of land

I feel that life has become

Too complicated to understand

I question the reason for my being

Meandering through life’s maze

Thinking about you, I ask myself

Is this permanent, or is it just a phase

I miss you .

I still remember the first time we met

I fondly think about the time I asked you out

I smile when I think about our first date

After which, I couldn’t help but shout

I feel warm when I remember our first hug

It excites me when I think of our first kiss

The beautiful memories we share together

Of all these and more, I fondly reminisce

I miss you .

We fought like enemies

Promising never to see each other again

But little did we know

How much it would later pain

Did we do the right thing

By going separate ways

I often ask myself this question

And think about that fateful day

I miss you .

Because I am your ex-boyfriend

People expect me to hate you for what you did

After all, my life was on track

Until you broke my heart, and everything suddenly slid

But I am not angry

I don’t have bitter feelings, it’s true

Maybe because I cherished every single moment

Of once, being with a beautiful girl like you

Don’t worry, I am not trying to flirt

Nor am I trying to create a new mess

I miss you, I all I wanted you to know

We have grown apart, but you will always be my princess

I don’t regret how destiny

Has made us go separate ways

But thinking about you is often

How I spend my lonely days

I don’t rue about how life

Played its nasty game with me

Maybe, what I thought was perfect

Was never meant to be

I miss you .

Life’s most cruel lesson

Is that there’s no such thing as forever

That’s what I learnt, ever since

We stopped being together

The smiles, the laughs and the happy times

Would last, I always thought

Never had I imagined, that in loneliness

I’d be pushed to rot

I miss you .

To my ex-girlfriend…

Since the day we went separate ways

I have been left in a state of trance

I guess our relationship will always be

Sans of that one last beautiful dance

It is heartbreaking, this terrifying void

My heart feels numb and hollow

I guess it was just meant for me

To tread along life’s journey solo

I miss you .

I know that all good things

Must eventually come to an end

Which is why you went from being

My sweetheart, to my ex-girlfriend

But I am happy that we did not

Break apart too bitterly

I still have sweet memories

Of once, being a part of your destiny

Today I write to you

Not as a vengeful ex-boyfriend

But a guy who

Doesn’t want to pretend

I miss you .

Maybe we didn’t trust each other enough

Maybe we fought a little too much

Maybe we couldn’t see a future together

Maybe our feelings, we weren’t able to judge

Maybe life wasn’t fair to us

Maybe something was amiss

Maybe there was a lot of chaos

Maybe we couldn’t recognize the bliss

Maybe we took the right decisions

Maybe breaking up was the best thing to do

Maybe our love story wasn’t meant to be

Maybe I just need to stop thinking about you

I miss you .

Sometimes I dream about how it would be

If fate had played its game differently

But then I remind myself of the reasons

Why we broke up, why it was no longer fun

What happened, happened for the best

Is what I say to myself to put worries to rest

But I know I am creating a false perception

I miss you, it is a fact not a notion

Since the day we broke up

In true love, I have stopped believing

Because even though people move on

The memories keep stinging

I have already made peace

With the fact that you are not mine anymore

But remembering the precious moments

We shared, makes my heart sore

Trust me, I don’t regret anything

The times we spent together

Engraved deep in my heart, your memories

I will forever treasure

I miss you .

Life can sometimes be very cruel

Even beautiful memories can haunt you

This is what I have learnt

Since the day hate took over us two

We broke up and we have moved on

Our love has vanished in thin air

But then why do I still think about how good

Things were when we were a pair

I will probably never find out

The answer to this question

I guess memories and photographs

Are my heart’s only compensation

I miss you .

The flirty texts

The romantic dates

The good night calls

Talking about our fates

The priceless moments

The sweet memories

The cute cuddles

A life sans worries

The sudden breakup

The horrid loneliness

The bitter pain

I miss you, my princess

There was a time when I called you my Boobie

There was a time when you called me your Pudding

There was a time when I called you darling

There was a time when I called you my happiness

There was a time when I called you sweetheart

There was a time when I called you baby

Now, it aches me to call you my ex-girlfriend

I miss you, do you miss me ? Honestly Carlana??

Sincerely . Antwoinee . P

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September 14th 1993 Marco and I strolled into the Sand-Dune hotel about 9 PM that night. I could feel an electric ozonitic crispness to the air about me, alive with possibility. I settled into a booth in the lounge off the casino and Marco curled up at my feet. I closed my eyes. I came unstuck. I went away. Vegas pulses at night with a sexual beat. Warm bodies in tiny clothes dance on stages to tribal rhythms. Businessmen from Pacoima prowl for strange pussy. Nurses from Nashua feel set...

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October 11th, 1993 "So, Carter." Lynn looks up at me from the breakfast table in the penthouse suite of the Sand-Dune. "Claudio will arrive about noon. What will you tell him?" I smile and look out the window at Vegas. "Thank you very much, Claudio ... all that jazz." I close one eye from the morning glare and think about something else for a minute. "And ... don't ever come back here or I'll take an apple corer to your eye sockets." Lynn winces. "Is that wise?" "I don't...

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