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Dear my other half
My second beating heart
I have missed you dearly
In our year apart
I’m sorry I didn’t see you more
That our lives kept us away
There is so much that I’d do now
So much that I would say
It hurts the same now
Just as it did then
How long will it take
Till things are right again
You left this sore part
Deep Inside my chest
You were always the only one
That seemed to know me best
That late Friday night
When I had got the call
My world seemed unreal
That I had lost it all
For thirteen years
You were my partner in crime
For thirteen years
Is no where near a lifetime
We promised to grow old
To have a thousand cats
We promised to be old ladies
With those silly red hats
I never planned on being
A whole without a half
I never planed on never hearing
That contagious laugh
Every time I start to cry
I try to take a breath
Remembering with each I take
The lesson of your death
Nothing is of permanence
Everything must end
That with each ending
Something new begins
I learned life is valuable
To cherish it while its here
That friends are the lights
When the dark fills you with fear
I know that it is selfish
To wish that you were here
And someone has other plans
That to me is still unclear
But I will be selfish anyway
Not to wish that you were here
But to protect my other half
That still has much to fear.
My second beating heart
I have missed you dearly
In our year apart
I’m sorry I didn’t see you more
That our lives kept us away
There is so much that I’d do now
So much that I would say
It hurts the same now
Just as it did then
How long will it take
Till things are right again
You left this sore part
Deep Inside my chest
You were always the only one
That seemed to know me best
That late Friday night
When I had got the call
My world seemed unreal
That I had lost it all
For thirteen years
You were my partner in crime
For thirteen years
Is no where near a lifetime
We promised to grow old
To have a thousand cats
We promised to be old ladies
With those silly red hats
I never planned on being
A whole without a half
I never planed on never hearing
That contagious laugh
Every time I start to cry
I try to take a breath
Remembering with each I take
The lesson of your death
Nothing is of permanence
Everything must end
That with each ending
Something new begins
I learned life is valuable
To cherish it while its here
That friends are the lights
When the dark fills you with fear
I know that it is selfish
To wish that you were here
And someone has other plans
That to me is still unclear
But I will be selfish anyway
Not to wish that you were here
But to protect my other half
That still has much to fear.
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This poem was made in the span of an hour and a half.....from twelve at night to one thirty this morning. I cried the whole time and several times as I tried reading through it. This was done as a one year memorial to my friend Bobby Jo that died Last year in a tragic car accident two days after my friend’s father’s death. Both hit me had but Bobby's I did not have time to deal with and I am still a little raw about it.
© 2005 - 2024 bishounenhunter
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this poem is so beautiful. I can't say that i can relate like everyone else does, i've never lost someone i was close with. But i think about your subject a lot. i have a twin sister and we do everything together. but i know that eventually i'll no longer be a twin, but and individual-and not by choice. your poem made me cry because it's like you wrote my worst fear. I'm sorry for your loss. i don't know how you feel, but i can understand what it would be like.