Cursed
[align=center]Here is a poem that I wrote when I was in a really depressed mood... I like this one because it reminds me of how I feel about an ex of mine who is still a really good friend of mine.
I am cursed
Cursed to miss someone
who is right in front of me...
My every waking thought
My every sleeping dream
We seem a thousand miles apart
Though in truth I could reach out my hand and touch him
My days are torment
My nights are worse
I find myself loosing sleep
Simply to stay awake remembering what used to be
His face is in my mind
Etched forever in my heart
His eyes, his hair, his smile, his love
Why then am I to be cursed?
No fault of mine...
Unless my love for him is the reason
For this cruel fate set before me
Cursed to love and loose
But never to forget
I don't want to forget him[/align]
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