Love Poems

  • Holding On

    Posted March 11, 2010 By Tim Rhoades in Love Poems With | No Comments

    As I lay here in my bed,
    I’m haunted by a ghost,
    A fleeting, chilly memory,
    Of what I miss the most.

    A glimpse into the past,
    A vision lost in time,
    A place held in your heart,
    A hole now left in mine.

    After you left me here,
    I could not trust another,
    So many came and went,
    So much inside to suffer.

    But I’m writing you today,
    To finally say good bye.
    You see I found another,
    To give that chance, to try.

    This hole in my heart,
    I’m now starting to fill,
    Not loosing why it’s there,
    Holding your love still.
    _______

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