Lost Love Poem by Courtney Shanahan

Lost Love



His love is like a drug to me
His love makes it better
The hurt that I feel is cured
When he left I felt empty
Incomplete
Imperfect

That's when it happens
The salty mass runs down my jowl
The memories come flooding back like
A flowing river after a storm
The hurt is too much for me

My phone rings
“I miss you”
His absents is a knife to the chest
A dagger to the heart
Love lost like a needle in a haystack
Impossible to find

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
The Lost.. 16 June 2010

this is really wonderful..10+++

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