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Subject: love is more then a feeling

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A Thought

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Date Posted: 22:01:13 06/18/05 Sat

A Thought

I'm here alone
with nothing but a thought
a thought that is so depressing
but yet cheerful at the same time
you would've never thought such a thing
something so small as a thought,
could mean so much to you.

If you have never loved someone
you might as well stop reading
for you could never understand.

You could never understand the joy of love,
or the pain it brings.
When you're in love,
you would do anything for a few minutes with her.
Anything for a touch of her skin,
the sound of her voice,
and even the pleasant being of her presence.

Love never ends natually
it is always interrupted
and this brings the pain;
the pain of good bye
and knowing you will never see her again.

It's only been a few days since she left
and already I can' stand it.
The days are long,
the weeks are depressing
and I have constant nightmares,
such thoughts of losing her,
not being able to hold her in my arms,
and not being able to tell her how much I love her
haunts my sleep.

As time progresses
it gets harder and harder.
I have nothing for me at home
and nothing at school.
The only thing I have is a thought,
a thought that I might, one day, see her again
but also, that I will never.

I will conclude this poem with a message.
A message meant for the one I love.
"My heart may be aching,
and we may be thousands of miles apart,
but one thing stays the same
I will always love you."

Dedicated to Cassy Thomas

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leaving loved ones hurt	the fight	22:06:30 06/18/05 Sat