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The result of a sleepless night.

I swear I can still hear your footsteps in the hall

Your heels clicking- making your way up and down

Pacing back and forth

I swear I can still smell your hair

And remember how it fell softly on the pillow

I swear I can still hear your voice

And all the things we said

When all I wish is that I told you that you’re beautiful instead

I sit along staring at the phone

Wondering if you’ll ever make your way back

Make your way back home

Someone once said things happen for a reason

And the reason doesn’t justify that I was the cause

And I was too full of pride to admit that I was wrong

Now I’m missing you and its killing me

Life just doesn’t make sense when you’re not near

I should’ve told you that when it wasn’t too late,

I should’ve told you when you were here.

Regret floods my mind and I know with time

You’ll find yourself a new life

And forget what you left behind

And I’ll be reminded of what I should’ve done

Was fight for us instead of run.

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Astra Nomik 3 years ago from Edge of Reality and Known Space

It would be so awesome that the person to whom this hub was written could see these beautiful words now. There is something very honest and noble in a frank admission in this. Your writing always makes me sit up and take notice. Love can be like that, and we have to deal with it and face ourselves. Tweeting this now. :)


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Cheeky Girl 3 years ago from UK and Nerujenia

Full of regrets and heartache... and yes wishing we could take back the things we said from earlier. Astra you beat me to the hub yet again, and always find the great hubs to comment on first.

Congrats on the award for 10 Hubs published here now! You write from the heart, and that's good! I can relate to lots in this hub! So many great hub writers here who barely get any attention from readers... why is that?

Hell with it - going to tweet and like this on Facebook! Please keep writing!


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atlovesbm 3 years ago from Orange County, California Author

@Astra: thanks so much for taking the time to read my hubs. This poem was inspired by a song by Death Cab for Cutie- A lack of color. Maybe you've heard of it? Something about that song made me spill out these feelings and I'm not sure why but love, regret and loss come the easiest to write about which Im sure a lot of people can relate to. Thank you always for your kind words. Hope life is treating you well.


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atlovesbm 3 years ago from Orange County, California Author

@Cheeky girl: thank you as well for taking notice in my writing.. I really do appreciate yours and Astra's comments :) i am not as active on here as I'd like to be which is something I'm trying to improve on. Inspiration is a little lost these days, I hope that changes soon. Thanks again for your kind words :)


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Cheeky Girl 3 years ago from UK and Nerujenia

Hey that's understandable! Sometimes we don't write some kinds of stuff if our head is not in that right place or there are other reasons. Personally yes, I heard of Death cab for Cutie. Hah! That explains lots! I hope things happen in your life that help more in the inspiration dept. Cheers for the heads up. You are a good writer.

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