...its been a little while now, seems like forever ago,
her affects on me are still very real but no one in my life will know,
she came into my life but she was never going to stay,
girls like her are intoxicating in that special way...
...damn the pain is delicious in a weird kind of sense,
listening to music today my memories of her so very intense,
she got to me, only a very few have ever done that,
most shared their feelings in the past while there I just sat...
...it was bound to happen, you know what you put forth comes back,
always multiplied from the Universe, good or bad, but never in lack,
we create our own reality so I guess I needed her only for a while,
as I reflect on her being with me all I can do is smile...
...life is never really lived until you have lost something you cannot replace,
as we make time everyday for the desires of our hearts we do chase,
we all likely want what we cannot seemingly have and now,
instead of accepting that reality, we ponder and ponder as to how...
...a bath for the soul is when you break down and cry,
something you would never do if you are an alpha male type of guy,
but to cry in private and visualize what if scenarios about her,
is the most delicious of pains, of at least for me there ever were...
...I want her so bad but I know this from within,
we could never ever reconnect as having been lovers we could not just be friends,
when I listen to the music we loved listening to together on our drives,
I hope we share the same memories when we each reflect back on our lives...
...the journey to nowhere is the path most people take,
my journey is however different as my path alone I choose to make,
visions of a future where just a glimpse of her I will see,
a better place for myself, where I am proud to now be...
...can you read between the lines of this poem I selectively share,
or does the words not touch you because you have no reason to care,
if it has not happened to you yet, the same thing may surely visit you,
then we will share a bond like no other, telling stories of what we once knew...
...I would rather have fell hard for someone I had lost,
than to have never had met her as that would have been a greater loss,
I still remember looking at her when she was with me,
knowing she would soon be gone and now to be just a memory!
Her Affect on Me is still so very real!
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Wednesday, March 15, 2017
Wednesday, October 19, 2016
One more try...
Is this a dream, I am not really sure,
However the passion of the story, that for one thing is pure,
And how this story flows, seems very real to me,
Please read on about what happened and then you will see...
A little history before the story really starts, Then I will share all of the intimate parts, Because to know where this began will give you a sense, Of the depth of what happened as I create a little suspense...
An alpha male, and master player of sorts, Who usually dresses casually in a t-shirt and shorts, With a mind that can break into any heart kept safe, Had never really been had by any girl from any place...
In my mid 40's I always preferred dating young, As long as she is and old soul and not too high strung, I like her to be sweet, short and fine, You know the kind of girl who would easily blow your mind...
I get bored easy so no surprise there, That I would not get too deep with the young girls of whose time I share, And I would never tell them secrets as they would not be kept, Told to others in the middle of the night while I peacefully slept...
To get to the point, it usually flowed my way, With all of the young girls with whom I would play, Then she came into my life with no intention by me at all, To allow myself towards her to so deeply fall...
I had stopped being a player with all of my master skills intact, So confident in my retirement as a player I had no desire to react, To any drama or games that would cause, Me to think twice or to give myself a pause...
We met each other and as things would quickly go, She was dating multiple guys and honestly let me know, I had tried pushing her away so many times it is unreal, As protective of my heart, I would not let another easily steal...
A roller coaster of emotions took their toll for a while, Looking back in reality all I can do is smile, As I let things happen just exactly as they did, When setting aside my maturity and acting like a kid...
I wanted her to be mine, I mean really, really bad, So into this hot little girl, a woman enough who made me sad, I tried and I tried to make her mine but no, As barely any interest in me she would show...
Usually I would have been done so fast it would not be an issue, But sad songs I would listen to where I would use a half of a box of tissue, And to manipulate her, which I could have at anytime done, Was something I refused to do even though it would have been fun...
We drifted apart, yes I know it seems obvious we would, She would pull me back periodically simply because she could, I would run back to her so fast even though I knew, That it was going nowhere really as time seemed then flew...
Summer turned to Fall and it began getting cold, The game she was playing was to me getting old, So I thought I would give this "thing" we have one more try, To see if I could cause her to let me be her only guy...
I asked her to meet me a good distance away, From where we would normally meet and for the weekend with me stay, She was intrigued enough to meet me down there, At the beach during the Fall as the drive she did not care...
She arrived first, I knew that she may, She got the door open and in the breeze the curtains did sway, She waited for me and close to dark I did arrive, Strange really though as one simple thing I remember when I pulled into the drive...
A small weed had grown right through, The concrete of the drive, which stood so straight and true, I walked into the house and she had candles lit for us, No talking much at all, not even a whisper or a fuss...
We made love that night and woke the next day, Onto the beach in sweaters we walked while the birds did play, We went out to eat and looked around at the sites, Which were kind of dead, except for the lights...
I never really told her again how I felt about her, She already knew as to how the things with us were, She did like me though, I feel she liked me a lot, Being alone together in the cool ocean breeze where back in the Summer it was hot...
She would hold my hand, sometimes tighter I could tell, But for me unfortunately she never did fell, I liked her so much more than she ever liked me, She told me without words as in her actions I could see...
I had let her hold onto me longer than I should have allowed, The sun was right there, but hidden behind a cloud, She needed to be free and to explore others not just me, I always knew from the beginning this is how it would be...
We had sex and would make love more times than before, I was so amazed by how of her body she let me explore, I loved being with her, so bad it really hurts to think, That an "us" there was not to be and now my heart once again does sink...
The weekend ended and we went our separate ways, We both knew it was over so no plans for the upcoming days, We also both knew that the memories created together then, Would never allow us to just be each others friend...
Silence is a gift you give to those who you love, Even if that love did not originate from above, And in this silence so much more can be said, Than you can articulate from the mind in your head...
There will never again be someone like her I knew that from the start, I was on a train running out of track as I knew we would part, I loved that train ride though as at 200 miles per hour it did crash, Things that incredibly good never really seem to last...
She will never forget me and she will ask herself why, At some point in the future when she ponders about this guy, She tugged at his shirt and kissed him with desire, But could not allow him to light the heart of hers on fire...
Wicked games have been played throughout human history and this, Books are written and songs are sung about that one special kiss, All stories that are real seem to end the same way, One heart is broken while the other heart goes on to play...
A long story I know in which much was left unsaid, I still listen to sad songs sometimes when I go to bed, Thinking of her, the one who tops the list, Of the very few people who I will often miss...
It is said with passion that life favors the bold, Telling stories like this shows that some stories have to be told, But secrets within those stories are kept in a safe place, From which within my memories will never be erased!
A little history before the story really starts, Then I will share all of the intimate parts, Because to know where this began will give you a sense, Of the depth of what happened as I create a little suspense...
An alpha male, and master player of sorts, Who usually dresses casually in a t-shirt and shorts, With a mind that can break into any heart kept safe, Had never really been had by any girl from any place...
In my mid 40's I always preferred dating young, As long as she is and old soul and not too high strung, I like her to be sweet, short and fine, You know the kind of girl who would easily blow your mind...
I get bored easy so no surprise there, That I would not get too deep with the young girls of whose time I share, And I would never tell them secrets as they would not be kept, Told to others in the middle of the night while I peacefully slept...
To get to the point, it usually flowed my way, With all of the young girls with whom I would play, Then she came into my life with no intention by me at all, To allow myself towards her to so deeply fall...
I had stopped being a player with all of my master skills intact, So confident in my retirement as a player I had no desire to react, To any drama or games that would cause, Me to think twice or to give myself a pause...
We met each other and as things would quickly go, She was dating multiple guys and honestly let me know, I had tried pushing her away so many times it is unreal, As protective of my heart, I would not let another easily steal...
A roller coaster of emotions took their toll for a while, Looking back in reality all I can do is smile, As I let things happen just exactly as they did, When setting aside my maturity and acting like a kid...
I wanted her to be mine, I mean really, really bad, So into this hot little girl, a woman enough who made me sad, I tried and I tried to make her mine but no, As barely any interest in me she would show...
Usually I would have been done so fast it would not be an issue, But sad songs I would listen to where I would use a half of a box of tissue, And to manipulate her, which I could have at anytime done, Was something I refused to do even though it would have been fun...
We drifted apart, yes I know it seems obvious we would, She would pull me back periodically simply because she could, I would run back to her so fast even though I knew, That it was going nowhere really as time seemed then flew...
Summer turned to Fall and it began getting cold, The game she was playing was to me getting old, So I thought I would give this "thing" we have one more try, To see if I could cause her to let me be her only guy...
I asked her to meet me a good distance away, From where we would normally meet and for the weekend with me stay, She was intrigued enough to meet me down there, At the beach during the Fall as the drive she did not care...
She arrived first, I knew that she may, She got the door open and in the breeze the curtains did sway, She waited for me and close to dark I did arrive, Strange really though as one simple thing I remember when I pulled into the drive...
A small weed had grown right through, The concrete of the drive, which stood so straight and true, I walked into the house and she had candles lit for us, No talking much at all, not even a whisper or a fuss...
We made love that night and woke the next day, Onto the beach in sweaters we walked while the birds did play, We went out to eat and looked around at the sites, Which were kind of dead, except for the lights...
I never really told her again how I felt about her, She already knew as to how the things with us were, She did like me though, I feel she liked me a lot, Being alone together in the cool ocean breeze where back in the Summer it was hot...
She would hold my hand, sometimes tighter I could tell, But for me unfortunately she never did fell, I liked her so much more than she ever liked me, She told me without words as in her actions I could see...
I had let her hold onto me longer than I should have allowed, The sun was right there, but hidden behind a cloud, She needed to be free and to explore others not just me, I always knew from the beginning this is how it would be...
We had sex and would make love more times than before, I was so amazed by how of her body she let me explore, I loved being with her, so bad it really hurts to think, That an "us" there was not to be and now my heart once again does sink...
The weekend ended and we went our separate ways, We both knew it was over so no plans for the upcoming days, We also both knew that the memories created together then, Would never allow us to just be each others friend...
Silence is a gift you give to those who you love, Even if that love did not originate from above, And in this silence so much more can be said, Than you can articulate from the mind in your head...
There will never again be someone like her I knew that from the start, I was on a train running out of track as I knew we would part, I loved that train ride though as at 200 miles per hour it did crash, Things that incredibly good never really seem to last...
She will never forget me and she will ask herself why, At some point in the future when she ponders about this guy, She tugged at his shirt and kissed him with desire, But could not allow him to light the heart of hers on fire...
Wicked games have been played throughout human history and this, Books are written and songs are sung about that one special kiss, All stories that are real seem to end the same way, One heart is broken while the other heart goes on to play...
A long story I know in which much was left unsaid, I still listen to sad songs sometimes when I go to bed, Thinking of her, the one who tops the list, Of the very few people who I will often miss...
It is said with passion that life favors the bold, Telling stories like this shows that some stories have to be told, But secrets within those stories are kept in a safe place, From which within my memories will never be erased!
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