The Presence Of A Hearts Loss

A poem of love that dies

 

       The Presence Of A Hearts Loss

 

In the presence of a hearts loss resides a hollow, dark, and lonely emotion. This is where I've come to find myself. Still numb from disbelief and anguish, still uncertain how I lost your devotion.

It seemed our hearts were binded as one, as if it were vital to one anothers life, as if to ever seperate neither would continue to beat. Yet I am in awe for they are parting before my very eyes.

Once our hearts were one, strong and devoted, unconditional and forgiving. Beating together committed and blissfully content to stay that way until our dying day.

Suddenly I've found myself alone, I've lost the heart of whom I once belonged. Lost and alone, aching with despair. Full of confusion as to how he withdrew the love that once was true and sincere.

Leaving me so abrubtly has put me in an unstable state of disconsolation. The depression I've fallen to leaves me in an catatonic daze, the liveliness that once streamed from me, drained and non exsistant replaced with empty sorrow.

The person I once was is long gone, I faded away when your love for me diminished. When you turned your back and walked away never to look back.

I have now found myself residing in the presence of a hearts loss.

Reviews

[Eagle Cruagh]

C`Mon !

Your heart`s loss is just another mistake.
The True Love, the once in a lifetime is just
around the corner. I know it , you know it,
so cheer up and look to the future.

You write an excellent poem, a love (?) story,
but you will have to practice so that you can
do justice to the real love when he comes
along.
Rated----- 100 %

----- Eagle Cruagh

[Gomer LePoet]

Amber your empty heart it destined to be filled once again. but you're gonna have to get in line. cause I was here first. I'll let you know if I see anyone looking for a girl like you. a fine little write I do believe.

[Coyote Poetry]

Better to try to love. Love is a on going education. If we are lucky we find the person with the same desire and passion. The poem is sad and the pain of a broken heart need time to heal. But if we are lucky we gain wisdom and will watch our step the next time we desire to love again. A excellent poem.
Coyote

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[~Shadow Kissed~]

beautiful :)