All Myself

All Myself

A Poem by Brianna Woodward

A perfect paradise,

just you and I.

All is quiet,

except your eyes.

They sing of life and love and us;

they paint a picture of what’s to come:

of stolen kisses, of surprise hugs,

of wiped away tears and forgotten wars,

of you and I,

but mostly love. 

 

But then you’re gone.

 

And I’m just left with all myself…

 

 

© 2012 Brianna Woodward


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Young love, how wonderful and all encompassing - you've expressed it well.

Posted 11 Years Ago


I like how you threw in an unexpected ending


Posted 12 Years Ago



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Added on March 18, 2012
Last Updated on March 18, 2012
Tags: love, lonely, alone, myself, loss, life, wars, crush

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Brianna Woodward
Brianna Woodward

NY



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An unpublished teenage author (though hoping to change the first part). Just the usual small(ish) town girl, living in a lonely world, except the city boy missed his midnight train going an.. more..

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