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My One and Only

My One and Only

My One and Only
 
Without your love I don’t think I will survive
You were the song that kept my soul alive
 
It’s been a long road from there to here
In the still of the night I need you near
 
I sit all alone in the night and cry
Letting the days just pass me by
 
Drowning in a collection of my tears
While you threw away all of those years
 
Will the current finally take me down?
My feet aren’t even on solid ground
 
With gale force winds and driving rain
How am I ever going to cure all this pain?
 
I am losing faith in you ever coming back to me
You are off on your singular journey to be free
 
Feel like a shipwreck in an unknown place
Close my eyes and all I can see is your face
 
Our once loving relationship came to a bitter end
But today I still love you and I just can’t pretend
 
Your loving heart used to help me to believe
But now you have given me reason to greave
 
You have given me every reason to be lonely
Because you were always my one and only
 
Like a southern bound bird you just flew away
Hope you know in my heart you will always stay
 
You have left me with the burden of sorrow
I will bandage my pain that is until tomorrow
 
Sometimes the good heart simply slips away
And it’s the broken heart that forever has to pay
 
 
By Gary Edward Allen 2018
 

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Terry Kay

Hi Gary, I love this poem. Oh can I relate.

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Dean Kuch

Hello, Gary.
I really felt the sense of immense loss and the loneliness emanating from your words.
When we lose someone we dearly love it tears a gaping hole in the fabric of our heart.
They take a piece of us with them when they go.
It matters little if the loss is due to death and the cold, cruel confines of the grave, or they simply decide to walk away and out of our lives for good without so much as a backward glance.
Both are a kind of death, of sorts.
And, just as with any rip or tear in most fabrics, the hole can and will be mended in time--if the seamstress is skilled enough.
Still, no matter how skilled the seamstress, the evidence that a hole was once there will forever remain.
I don't mind being alone. But I sure do hate to be lonely.
That's why I have dogs.
Excellent writing.
~Dean Kuch
♥~☠️?☠️~♥

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