Poets are those who love,--who feel great truths, And tell them.

May 16, 2013

Where Were You?

by Tam

Every laugh, 

Every whisper, 
Every touch, 
That may linger, 
Hurts the most 
Cause you weren't there 
When I exposed my heart's despair. 
All the hurt that was around me. 
All the pain I had inside me. 
All the trust I held for you, 
To lend a hand and help me through.

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