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The Seat By Your Side

Updated on August 7, 2008

(Short Story)One day you will love me

That night your girl friend left early for work.

The seat by your side was mine again.

A few other girls had their eyes on the seat.

Only I could take it with ease.

Best of buddies, aren't we?

Besides, everybody expected you to give me a lift home.

Even when your string of girl friends came and went,

I was always there in that seat by your side,

your best friend.

That night I had one drink too many and started crying.

You just sat there, quietly listening.

You didn't ask me why I cried.

You had always known why I was always on the seat by your side.

You couldn't promise me anything to stop me crying.

You'd never learned to make promises, let alone to keep them.

You did one thing right.

You didn't hold me in your arms or kiss me.

Thanks for making it easier.

All the guys said I was gorgeous.

They particularly liked my cheekbones and angles of my mouth.

They loved it when I hid my smile.

They thought I knew I looked cool that way.

They got it all wrong.

There was simply nothing to smile about,

unless I was in that seat by your side.

One day you would suddenly realise,

the best time you had in your life, you had it with me.

The most hearty laughs you had, we had them together.

One day you would suddenly see,

when all the girls had left you,

I would still be there,

in that seat by your side.


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      C. C. Riter 9 years ago

      I am so sorry. I feel for your loss. My sympathy to you and prayers also. I have a poem that I wrote to my Wee One, back when I thought Iwas going to die. It's about what I would do different if only I'd known. I was certain I would die in my sleep. Well, here I am. silly notion anyway.

      God bless you now, more than ever.

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      Benson Yeung 9 years ago from Hong Kong

      Dear CC,

      thanks for commenting. I like this poem tremendously myself. On my weaker days, reading it might even give me this feeling inside that " how come I've not loved the way I should be." Today is such a day, which has started with receiving an orbitruary.


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      C. C. Riter 9 years ago

      What a novel poem Benson. I love it. Very talented you are. How come no one else has seen this?