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I sit on the Moonglow docks and stare out over the waves. The moon rises but the pale light illuminates nothing in my mind. I think of the one that is gone and whisper softly:

I'm happy that you've gone away
No more heartaches, no more fuss
Time for me to find myself again
Time to have some rest.

I sleep each night in an empty bed
I wake each morn in the same
There's plenty of room there now
Why do I stare at your place?

No more arguments or huffs
No more anger, no more shouts
This place reeks with silence
Fading echoes of laughter.

I really don't need you,
I'm so glad you've gone away
Surely I am much happier now
O' why then does my heart bleed?

Oceans of tears wash it all away
Memories lost, another day
Once there were two, now just one
Where oh where has gone my Sun?

But, I don't need you now
I'm better off alone
I hope you find some happiness
And I have lost my own.



PS: Not sure where this came from. I was listening to a somewhat mournful song on a cd and it just kinda slid out. Maybe that means my muse is waking up again.

man if that's your definition of happier you are in need of Paxol or its kindred.

what ever happened to the thrill of the hunt and the joyous exploration of new "territory".

lol...there is a certain amount of irony, a sense of emotional desolation and a touch of sarcasm in the post. geez, Ehran!

been accused of a wide variety of things over the years but sensitivity was never one of them.

Glad to see that your muse is back have missed reading the stories and the poetry.

Belle Remings wrote::P Glad to see that your muse is back have missed reading the stories and the poetry.

Why thank you, milady.
*hug*