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The Other Side- A poem about love after death

Updated on April 16, 2013

Title: The Other Side

I keep pretending to be

Yet I fear the end is near

And with each split second I'm really me

The cracks shine beneath the surface

And with a deep breath I reconcile

And let the shadows bend my eyes

I've led you this far, this long

Have you really not seen me all along?

Like a familiar tune. a well liked song

All linked with that need to belong

It's been 5 years what's another ten

The familiar scents I place around you

Just to remind you i'll never forget

I'd count the minutes, but they are in demand

Cause it never feels like we have enough time together

Cause when you can cast a shadow on the problems we faced

The nobel loyalty; it earns such a special place

The single one that linked my heart;

Granting belief to to something I never believed in

The strong pretend of it's possibility

I fear my dear it's too late for me

Find the rose on the table I left for you

To remind you what we had

You may claim you never knew me;

At this point there is no way to know

So show me the door as you always have

And let the whispers creep along your neck

I will guide you as I can; until I am able to move on

It is not like I have a choice anymore

I will wait forever; cause I'm bound inside

This house is my final link; from the other side

Signed with love forever, a love i'll never hide

Signed forever baby, your husband that has died.


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    • SMonaghan119 profile image

      Sean 4 years ago from PA

      Thank you very much...I liked the combination of romance with the total sadness of passing on and missing someone you deeply care for...motivated my writing as I was telling the story.

    • sweethearts2 profile image

      sweethearts2 4 years ago from Northwest Indiana

      Oh, how I find comfort in this. "The familiar scents I place around you

      Just to remind you i'll never forget"

      This does happen- thanks for sharing.