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Poetry In Motion Vol. 1 Chapter 4
As I left the coffee shop I felt slightly relieved
For the first time after the heartbreak I could finally breathe
I managed to keep my thoughts from ever being shown
That night I experienced the absolute longest ever ride home
As I made it towards the steps of my door
I sighed like never before
As once again
My heart began
Feeling repulsively sore
I could not take it as the pain soon rushed through my skull into my head
I immediately made my way upstairs broke down on my mattress and went strait to bed
Never have I dreamt like this ever before
So bad I wanted to cry then is when the rain began to pour
There in that dream everything but the heartbreak I began to see
My constant yearn for the way things used to be
How it would have been if the choice was mine for me to leave
Still I would never allow her to get the best of me
My dreams taunt me of how things would be if I was still with her
No where in sight was the one who truly loved me within the picture
Only the one who hurt me
The one who left me by my self
The reason why I am who I am now
Never to fall in love with anyone else
From her wrong I learned right
From the pain I learn to never again allow her in my life
Still the feelings I still had stored for her within
Were strong enough to tear my relationship apart
So I promised to never allow my self to comment that sin
Therefore I chose to abolish those feelings before the wrong doing began to start
My life would soon change is something I never saw coming
From the lies I endorsed and from the truth I was running
From the dangers of this dream I was awaking
There lied the heart breaker lying next to me in bed after a long night of love making
She was calling my name and cuddled on my side
Then I felt loved as I was found once more whipping my eyes
I could still hear her indulging voice
Though the light within dreams was that in reality I had a choice
The voice was coming from my voice mail
I must not of heard the phone ring
Who it was I could not tell
Suddenly it all sound familiar to the voice in the dream
It was her
I began to wonder
Why is she calling me?
How did she get my number?