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Time

Contributed by doubleac on Saturday, 11th April 2009 @ 09:47:33 PM in AEST
Topic: LostLove



Time is ticking away
the clock tolling every hour
Making the last time I looked into your eyes a distant and cherished memory
I know I’ve lost you a thousand times before but this is different
Because this time is final
Which makes it unbearable
Knowing this puts everything into a harsh and heart wrenching perspective
A glimpse of a future missing a real and vital person And I know exactly what im losing
I will never again have you understand what I want to say without me speaking a word
Im losing the only one who has truly seen me at my best and worst but still stayed
You who have never failed to make me blush and make my pulse and heartbeat quicken
Is the one I’ve run out of time with?
We cannot be blamed for this
The world simply crumbled and we are just victims of the fall
It seems our time has come and gone
But time that is forever marked as some of best minutes, hours, seconds, days, and years, I will have in this lifetime





Copyright © doubleac ... [ 2009-04-11 21:47:33]
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Re: Time (User Rating: 1 )
by fredmonte101 on Saturday, 14th June 2014 @ 01:50:24 PM AEST
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Ouch! Have been through this with a wife and then a girlfriend. Hurt, despair, lonliness. You expressed your feelings well. With me i turn to prayer and forgiveness as God would have it. For we ourselves have hurt Him and when we ask Him in we are then forgiven. Forgive and let go. My last girlfriend on her radio show told me we just had to let go. It is a struggle yet for Love if it is reall will always be there. God bless you.




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