They call me Alaurilee

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I've been writing poetry from the age of 12. It has, and always will be my outlet, my voice. Join me on my journey . . . I can write about almost anything. :) ~ Life doesn't come with a shiny new book; no users manual of answers to find with one look. Life comes with doors that open and shut; and paths laid before us to be followed or passed up. There's things we can learn and things we may teach; hearts that may find us and souls we may reach. Guaranteed on this journey are teacups of tears; and pains that might hurt us may age us by years. But the beauty of life, love, laughter and giving; come from serving hugs on a platter each and every day we're living. ~

Tuesday, February 16, 2010


Closure is a timely thing;
to get it one must let it go.
But it’s hard to really do that
until you really truly know.

Why did it all fall apart?
Why did dreams turn into pain?
What happened to change this love
into teardrops of lonely rain.

It all seemed so real . . .
for a moment in time.
We appeared to have a future,
between your heart and mine.

I let you into my world;
embraced you into my life;
introduced you to my kids . . .
cohabitation, like man & wife.

I got used to the way you held me
and the scent you left in my bed;
the way you laughed at my jokes.
you understood what was in my head.

Then one day you troubled me,
you said you had to leave.
Although you said you would return.
something in me just didn't believe.

I wanted to have faith in you,
with all of my heart and soul.
I thought this love of ours would last;
I hoped in my heart this was also your goal.

But as our fate would have it
your promise to me was made of lies.
No closure from you or understanding,
just painful emptiness and lonely sighs.

Months went by, then almost a year . . .
before you made contact with me.
All I wanted from you was closure,
explain to me what made you flee.

Turns out that your faith in me
was much less than mine of you.
You thought I’d break your heart;
it was nothing that I had intended to do.

You left before I could hurt you.
You didn't give us a chance.
So this my friend is closure
and our final parting dance.
Inspired by a twitter prompt:
From: @allconsoffun


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