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A Poem by Zach Gordano

I used to look forward to this
Every month.
That one day that reassured
Us.

It has been a while,
But that feeling inside still drives me
To stay alive.
It is incredible.

Well, it is not getting any better.
It's actually worse.
Everyday that I cannot be with you,
Makes me fall harder.

And I'm free falling,
But I have yet to hit.
To hit you,
And make you see.

Make you see that
You still love me.
Because it's there,
Somewhere.

And you have not completely
Given us up.
For we still stand today,
But on our own.

For life itself,
Will regenerate.
And the energy
Will move us.

For it is this one day every month,
That I know,
Forever,
I will love you.

© 2010 Zach Gordano


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Added on February 9, 2010
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