Friday, August 9, 2013

That Time

Smashed was the sculpture that symbolized togetherness.
Closed was the restaurant where we first met. Boxed were the letters that once said, "I cherish you".
Love and laughter echoed in the ruins,
Until it was silenced by dust.
The longing is not there anymore,
But my heart smiles when I remember that time.
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  1. AnonymousAugust 9, 2013 at 4:53 PM

    Are you finally over "him"?

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    1. Smiley DazeAugust 12, 2013 at 9:20 AM

      Fran, I had a dream about an old boyfriend (the one I wrote "The Taxi Cab" series for on my old blog)...It was a good dream, didn't leave me feeling loss this time)...writing this piece just reminded me how far I've come. So, yes, over him.
      :)

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    2. Smiley DazeAugust 12, 2013 at 9:21 AM

      And I did smash this beautiful sculpture that he gave me, but that was 3 years ago...when the grieving was still very heavy.

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  2. DeeAugust 12, 2013 at 8:29 AM

    Dear Stephanie, I've been away from blogging for over quite a while. I'm hoping that you are healing and that the grieving is becoming less. Peace.

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  3. AnonymousAugust 20, 2013 at 6:33 AM

    Smashed it? Catharsis.

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  4. Janie JunebugAugust 31, 2013 at 10:59 PM

    A sad poem with an upbeat ending. I love the imagery.

    Love,
    Janie

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  5. JuliSeptember 13, 2013 at 12:09 PM

    I HATE not having you in my side bar. Now I must catch up... so glad your on FB with me. :)

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  6. DeeSeptember 14, 2013 at 12:45 PM

    Dear Stephanie, one of the wonders of life are the good memories we cherish. I'm glad you have these as part of your treasure trove on the journey through life. Peace.

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