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My poem, The Breakup

I wake with my head

on your side of the bed
again

missing you

needing you

but knowing you

are gone now
I will survive

having loved

and been loved

and lost

I will survive

with a little less light

inside

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Permalink Reply by Dermott Ryder on April 1, 2012 at 19:02

Nigel

Looking back in anger…

It was not where I put my head

nor the cold, empty side of bed,

though I will admit a little tear,

it was the never-ending, freaking

alimony that filled me with fear.

Not to mention the loss of half the wine, CD and book collections,

the musical bar fridge, the plasma TV and the better of the two cars.

Regards

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Permalink Reply by Nigel Ford on April 4, 2012 at 2:56

Thank you DR
When I divorced my wife about 2 decades ago, we fought over custody of everything ... we even fought over custody of the dog..................................I lost
... I had to keep the mongrel thing
bahahahahahahaha
but I can understand the sentiment of your poem.

My ex-wife was a nasty piece of work at first, but it became friendly later ... after her dad committed suicide & I organised the funeral, the insurance payout on her mum's house, the Centrelink payments & then I faded into the background
I have a good heart, but even my heart was stomped on in the beginning ... but I always kept my good heart & that is its own reward :-)