Not Until It's Gone

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    Not Until It's Gone

    I remember all the good times
    you and I had shared,
    all the love we gave each other
    not to mention all the care.
    You meant so much to me
    more than you could ever know,
    but my patience has worn out
    it's time for me to go.
    It's hard to walk away
    from someone who meant so much,
    I'm going to miss the good times we shared
    and the gentleness of your touch.
    But I'd rather have my memories of you
    than the pain you have given me,
    I'd much rather be alone
    than have a man who pretends to be.
    When the years go by
    you will think about the past,
    and remember a love so strong
    that really could have last.
    There's a saying that fits us best
    and I believe these words are true,
    I never would have imagined
    that I would be saying these words to you.
    The power of this saying
    are so true and strong,
    you never know just what you have
    until you know it's gone.

    Copyright © 1999 Antonia Stevens

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    PoeticJustis’s Poems (10)

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