Numb

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Numb

All I ever wanted
Was you
But you’re not mine
To have
And I can either let that ruin
What’s left of me
Or pick myself up
Dust off
And carry on
Just like that

That is what I’ll do
Because I don’t want you coming back
To a faded remnant
Of what you left behind
Even though I’d rather have you
Than that bottle of wine

I’m getting used to it now
It feels good
to fall apart from time to time

© CM
25.09.2014

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4 thoughts on “Numb

  1. Chatty Owl says:

    Love is such a tricky bastard.

    Liked by 1 person

  2. johncoyote says:

    My kind of poetry.
    “Even though I’d rather have you
    Than that bottle of wine”
    I like the twist of the amazing poem.

    Like

  3. Madsies says:

    Moving on is so hard. But once when does, life’s so much better. But the sad part is some people remain stuck and it’s miserable. Nicely written Cookie.

    Like

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