Clinging To Your Memories...


Once again you're gone and I'm left all alone. All alone without you...your lingering presence is all I can feel. I know you had to go, but somehow my heart is just not ready to accept the fact that you're no longer near me. Your imprint has been laid upon my heart and I just wish I could turn back time and have a look of you once again. I wish I could be with you and continue to have you besides me...I wish you didn't have to go!

But, wishes don't always come true, right?

You really have gone away...and your memories are the only thing keeping me alive. But, at the same time, it's breaking me apart, slowly...and my cry for your love, you cannot hear!

You're gone, gone with the wind, far away from where I lie...waiting for you to come back to me...!

Comments

  1. RajJanuary 17, 2011 at 7:11 AM

    lovely :)

    a 17 year old with such feelings? :P

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  2. Sakhi.January 17, 2011 at 8:11 AM

    same question as above :P
    Imprinted :/

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  3. JillianJanuary 17, 2011 at 8:21 AM

    Saying goodbye is one of the hardest, and worst things I've ever had to do.
    Nice expression of emotion.

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  4. S.January 17, 2011 at 9:39 AM

    I feel the same.. :(

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  5. Blasphemous AestheteJanuary 17, 2011 at 9:42 AM

    Missing some one, it shows.
    Take care.
    Nice read.

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  6. Blunt EdgesJanuary 19, 2011 at 1:41 AM

    The post pretty much lives upto your name. Lonely Dreamer indeed :P

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  7. TanviJanuary 19, 2011 at 2:34 PM

    Missing is not always the thing, sometimes you should dig deep down, you miss the presence or the feeling?

    Take care...

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  8. Hello NakaJanuary 21, 2011 at 3:31 PM

    :( i hope everythings feels and seems brighter now :)

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  9. Sayak ShomeJanuary 23, 2011 at 4:34 AM

    Hope, that keeps one alive, but it's tougher you know and probably better to survive without it.

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