Loretta Doyle Smalley

Rookie (April 25,1986 / Grant Hospital Columbus, Ohio)

The Pieces - Poem by Loretta Doyle Smalley

My life fell apart in the past.
Today is today.
I have to pick up the pieces and throw them away.
I must move on with my lifee and stop putting it on hold for you! !
I know what I want in life and you don't.
You have made that clear to many of people that you are not ready to grow up.
I will always love you.
No man can or will have the spot that you have in my heart.
I am sick of crying myself to sleep everynight.
I am done playing games.
All I really want is our friendship back.

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  • (5/10/2005 7:23:00 PM)

    A tough decision to make, but make you have. Now run with it. Best of luck

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Poem Submitted: Monday, May 9, 2005

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