i loved that feelingA Poem by V M Smitha little more than the memory hurts.i'm still surprised she hired me after seeing us together in class with your hand on my cheek, my heart in your hands, and our eyes locked tentatively.
perhaps she felt sorry for me? i bet she saw your confusion, and our instability. i know she still wonders when i mention your name what happened, why you left.
and it hurts every time i recognize the thought flash across her face.
© 2013 V M SmithAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorV M SmithORAbouti'm not a writer; i am a liar. i sometimes write far too specifically; i sometimes write so vague even i lose track of what it is i'm on about. i tend to write when i can't think. this seems to be.. more..Writing
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