Oh EnglandA Poem by marielondonMaybe this nothing, but I feel like it’s something. I always search too deeply to find meaning. Maybe that isn’t
really living. How would I know? Something about us together makes me
remember. It fills me up, oh
sweet nostalgia! It burrows into me, echoing in the hollows of my heart like an old song. Being with you gives me chills of memories that never happened. I want more and
more of this, I am greedy for
experience. I long to see new places, new
things. You are barely familiar, Yet we are so similar Funny how these
things happen. I love you. Not in violent, jealous sort of way, nor in a melancholy, lovesick one. I love you the way one loves a best friend. © 2011 marielondonAuthor's Note
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Added on May 19, 2011Last Updated on May 20, 2011 Tags: love, happiness, memories, experiences, people, friendship, trips AuthormarielondonAbout" Yes there are two paths we can go by, but in the long run there's still time to change the road your on. And it makes me wonder..." more..Writing
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