Today is Thursday.
I slept in.
I had a pepsi for breakfast.
I saw my therapist.
We talked about you.
We doubled the dosage.
All I can think is
one more time from the beginning.
Let's get it right.
I have nothing else to say.
I will just go watch The Office
and when I laugh out loud I will
look next to me and realize I am alone.
Anonymous
Tuesday, June 30, 2009
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Today is someday.
I slept and dreamt, of no other than you.
I called friends and relatives,
I talked to the priest.
We talked about you.
All i can think is
one more time without the end.
All i can think for temporary solace is that there is never an end, that you are here among us.
I don`t care for anything else to say.
I will just go watch our photo album
and when i laugh out loud or even smile
I will look next to me and realize I am alone.
Anonymous, or citizen one in cruelville.
If this was an entry in my blog i'd label it experiences too.
That is a really awesome poem.
That was very difficult for me to read, only because it is so similar to my experience (as the "you").
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