Good-bye

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    Good-bye

     When I first met you,

    You definitely caught my eye.

    The whole time I knew you,

    I wished we would give things a try.

    But it never worked out that way.

    I guess I was just too shy.

    And then I moved away.

    I cried in your arms,

    We said our good-byes,

    We went our separate ways.

    There are times when I still think about you,

    And it makes me want to cry.

    Because I have not seen you,

    Since the day we said good-bye.

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    SuSpence commented on Good-bye

    04-29-2010

    A lovely poem Lady, I love how this one is so simplistic but still so good, no weaving and winding metaphors or hidden meanings in this one, just the straight foward truth with a wave of emotion behind it ready to break at any moment. -Spence
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    blindmaster commented on Good-bye

    07-18-2009

    When you truly love something or someone you will let it go if that is what is best for it, hard but that is true love.
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    kittman101 commented on Good-bye

    07-15-2009

    when we are younger we dont know how things will turn out. yet as humans we always say i will never let you go. i will always try to find you if you move away. and know that no matter what we will always be best friends. thats the hope which keeps us strong. we will hurt, but we also know we grow more.
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    optimistic commented on Good-bye

    06-19-2009

    Thinking about this person everyday hurts I could Imagine. Yet in this poem your where able to convey in words how you truly felt about him. Good write.
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    Artie commented on Good-bye

    06-19-2009

    There's nothing worse than wondering "what if?" I've got a few from a long time ago, and they still burn.
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