Sometimes it baffles me
That I still see
People as they could be
Instead of how they are
And most likely will remain.
She hates you….
Does not wish you well.
I pity you….
For you are in hell.
How I still long
To rip the blinders
From your eyes
But realize
I am no God
And I refuse
To bathe in insanity
With you again.
Written: 01/01/2002


About beautifulmess3025

I'll forgive you long before I forgive myself. I'll push you away while I am longing to hold you. I find myself thinking of how much you mean to me..without saying it nearly enough. My son is teaching me how to love, laugh, and live:)
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One Response to OLD FLAME

  1. dougeetx says:

    I love this Amy!

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