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Array ( [sid] => 6557 [catid] => 1 [aid] => Mick [title] => Coming Up Empty [time] => 2002-11-12 05:30:00 [hometext] => Summer 2002
[bodytext] => I don’t know how I’m supposed to feel
the experience is new.
I suffered through years of acid rain,
but never felt this blue.

Tears come unexpectedly
with songs I often hear.
The man I loved, though far away,
still feels so very dear.

Within my heart and soul I find
a place for him I keep
wrapped safe in my subconscious
where longing lingers deep.

I shuffle through my routine days
an effort to move on
the way he has not missed a beat.
No tears...at peace...long gone.

My friends tell me to let him go,
pretend we never met;
and though my head accepts the truth,
my heart cannot forget.

It lies in wait. I’m helpless,
remain shaken to the core.
My heart, you see, despite past pain,
has never been broken before.

So, before you judge and say I’m wrong
to pine over what wasn’t real,
understand that this pain is a first for me
and I don’t know how else to feel. [comments] => 5 [counter] => 224 [topic] => 22 [informant] => Patricia_Petro [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 18 [ratings] => 4 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LostLove )

Coming Up Empty

Contributed by Patricia_Petro on Tuesday, 12th November 2002 @ 05:30:00 AM in AEST
Topic: LostLove

I don’t know how I’m supposed to feel
the experience is new.
I suffered through years of acid rain,
but never felt this blue.

Tears come unexpectedly
with songs I often hear.
The man I loved, though far away,
still feels so very dear.

Within my heart and soul I find
a place for him I keep
wrapped safe in my subconscious
where longing lingers deep.

I shuffle through my routine days
an effort to move on
the way he has not missed a beat.
No tears...at peace...long gone.

My friends tell me to let him go,
pretend we never met;
and though my head accepts the truth,
my heart cannot forget.

It lies in wait. I’m helpless,
remain shaken to the core.
My heart, you see, despite past pain,
has never been broken before.

So, before you judge and say I’m wrong
to pine over what wasn’t real,
understand that this pain is a first for me
and I don’t know how else to feel.

Copyright Â© Patricia_Petro ... [ 2002-11-12 05:30:00]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: Coming Up Empty (User Rating: 1 )
by LOWMAN613 on Tuesday, 12th November 2002 @ 05:49:46 AM AEST
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Yes the pain of loosing a first love is hard your poetry had a lot of feeling in it! Great write! Christina

Re: Coming Up Empty (User Rating: 1 )
by Baby_Blu-XTC on Tuesday, 12th November 2002 @ 06:30:41 AM AEST
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very emotional.Well Written.

Re: Coming Up Empty (User Rating: 1 )
by OreO on Tuesday, 12th November 2002 @ 07:16:00 AM AEST
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This is so emotionally
beautiful and sad, i enjoyed
reading this one alot
Keep em' coming
.::´¯`·..· OreO·..·´¯`::.

Re: Coming Up Empty (User Rating: 1 )
by Carrie on Monday, 18th November 2002 @ 10:06:24 AM AEST
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I hope these written words have helped to release some of your pain. Thanks for having the courage to share this with others. We've all been there...

What is the saying? 'Tis a better man to have loved and lost than to never have loved at all... Those who have loved well have fulfilled their purpose on this earth. Well done.

Re: Coming Up Empty (User Rating: 1 )
by Archie on Sunday, 9th May 2004 @ 05:24:35 PM AEST
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I have yet to be in a relationship so all I can compare it to is a friend moving away or a relative dying. I hope though that you can move on and find some one new, even then from what I have heard the pain never truly goes away, you just learn to manage it better.

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