My Love Has Given Up.

My Love Has Given Up.

A Poem by where will my free hands take me.
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my past girlfriend was my first love, and I miss her.

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I miss the way her fragile skin touched mine,

the way she use to look at me while slowly sliding hair out of my face her eyes filled with love,

The way her laugh fills up a room, the way she inhales her smoke and exhales it while looking at me sexually.

her eyes I could read for days on end, they were like a story book I couldn't stop looking at,

I could love her forever, but its a different story for her.

© 2014 where will my free hands take me.


Author's Note

where will my free hands take me.
its hard to let go of your first love, for others, it's easy. I am the few people who take forever to recover. because she was my first love, but I know she's not good for me..

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I'm..actually quite sorry to hear that. I (if I'm being presumptuous I beg your pardon) can understand what that feels like. You portrayed it quite well. It came from your life after all....
Thanks for the read. (Minor typo) but that's beside the point at all. Thank you for sharing this

Posted 10 Years Ago


where will my free hands take me.

10 Years Ago

thank you :)n I seem to type too fast , my mind has too many thoughts to put in. lol

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Added on January 25, 2014
Last Updated on January 25, 2014
Tags: love, lesbian, I'm sorry

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where will my free hands take me.

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I'm Courtney writing is my love, but so are The Beatles I'm only 14 years of age, and I want to become a writer. I'm Canadian and I welcome everyone! :) more..

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