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I'm counting minutes
       Instead of memorizing the lines of your face,
Looking towards the heavens,
                   Out towards space,
                               Instead of into your eyes.


I'm spinning in a tumble towards a downward slope.
I'm sinking in a rowboat in a sea of self-doubt.
I'm searching in a dark room for the answers I've heard about.

I'm listening to music
                Instead of hearing your voice,
panting in my ear as we become unclothed,
                          I'm touching skin
                                   But it's only my own.

How long must we continue this game of cat and mouse?
I'm darting in and out, barely escaping the traps.
I'm drowning in lack of oxygen even as I stand still.

I'm holding my breath
                    Instead of breathing in you,
The scent of a smoke-filled room
                           Not being able to compare
                                       To the sweet smell of a sweat-soaked body.

I'm losing patience in the distance a landscape has built between us.
I'm pondering exit routes when I should be exploring entrances.
I'm crying with tears of loneliness instead of giggling in happiness.

I'm sitting in a room of silence
                  Instead of by your side,
where your beating heart echoes in my ear,
                          and I realize you're all I need,
                                       But I'm needing you here.


I'm counting wishes
when I should be counting blessings,
Hoping I've touched the star
That will make all my dreams come true.

So I'm not praying
                  Instead talking to you.
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Each minute is a minute closer.
But each minute is a minute spent
That will never be captured again
and given to you.

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:iconsoslovinsungirl:
it never ceases to amaze me the things we choose to do when there are far better things to do instead, we allow ourselves to get caught up in the nonimportant and not see the great things right in front of us, this is very good

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we can only see as far as the light shows, we never know what the end of the path holds, nor the twists and turns the path takes until we are upon them
:iconcaptive-serenity:
we always seem to be living two separate lives.
what we are actually doing
and what we could be doing instead.


Thank you so much for your comment. ^^ :heart:
:iconpath-to-paradise:
This year is going to be incredible Cassy. I will be with you forever. We will make it happen.
:iconb1gfan:
you write of your longing so vividly :)
:iconvenaeli:
When you want something so badly, yet it is not within reach... something beautiful can become torment, hmm? *hugs*
:iconshadowwolf3117:
Wow... So much strong emotion through the whole poem. You really convey an obsession and love through this that is heartwarming to read :D

--
Lords of the D20: Live in your world, play in mine.
:icondreamerzsonata7:
Oh wow.
This really hit me...hard.
Beautiful work!

--
Through the good,
and through the bad.
Dear Lord I pray to keep me and my friends everyday.
And may we wake every morning to say...
"Lassiez le bon temps rouler!"
:iconredchevelle:
*pat pat* It's alright, just be sure to enjoy the moments you get...

--
This is the world we live in, and these are the hands we're given,
use them and let's start trying, to make it a place worth living in
:iconsoslovinsungirl:
very true


you're welcome love ^,^

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we can only see as far as the light shows, we never know what the end of the path holds, nor the twists and turns the path takes until we are upon them

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