Poetry

Confused

You left me confused

the day you left

I felt abused

felt alone, bereft.
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The times we spent in one another's arms

I felt no pains, no sorrows

I felt like I would receive no harm

yes-I was never sad.
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The times we lay in bed

and talked about our lives that lay ahead

I wonder sometimes, if you thought I was the best you had.
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The hot moments we spent with me inside you

you told me how much you loved that feeling

how it sent you reeling

the feeling of me going off inside you.
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So when I think back now on those times

I wonder if you are reminded of it at any time

remembering all those wonderful times we had

when we were as one-as me and you.