I still use the mug
That she got me for
My birthday last year.
I know that I
Probably shouldn’t,
But I do anyways.
I probably shouldn’t
Still wear the watch
That she got me either,
Or use the toothbrush
That she left here,
But I just haven’t got
Around to throwing
These things out.
Well, that, and I
Might still love her
And want her back
And secretly hope that
If I keep her things
She may one day
Come back for them
And then want to
Have me back, too.
Lou Rasmus is an independent author from Chicago, IL. His works are largely focused on exploring the meaning of life – or lack thereof – while the themes of love, relationships, and self-loathing are also central to many of his stories. His upcoming novel, Primrose Isle, will be his third self-published title. Grapefruit Juice, a collection of bitter poems and short stories, and DEAD RED FISH, his semi-autobiographical debut novel about a young man coming to age on a road trip with his childhood friends, are also available on Amazon. View more posts
I love this
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thank you
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Welcome my friend
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I feel this! Love is the best and the worst sometimes. I really think that the good outweighs the bad. Would it be the same if she came back for the things she realizes she wants? Nice poem!:)
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yea who knows, it is the light and the dark and all the in between shit too. thanks for reading
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Anything is possible lol
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