Come Back

Come back to me,
help me to progress, the clock never stops, never waits, it is always running.

Come back, give me strengh, I can't follow you.
Come back, show me the right path.
I don't want to make mistakes, not anymore.

I'm clueless, I'm blind, I left everything behind.
My eyes are with you, my heart and soul follows you.

Here is a secret you might not know.
But the truth is 'I love you'. And I want to stay with you.

But please come back, show me life.
I'm ready to learn, and I'm ready to fly away.
You are my mate, you are my fate.

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Yes, you're back and with the heart exposed, i'm glad to see you again.

I could say lots of things about this one, but i'll try and keep it simple: Says there that you're blind and you miss him... ok, that is a normal feeling as far as i know (yes, i'm clueless about that kind of emotion) the poem is sad but... i can feel so much energy flowing on it, and somehow i feel that in a positive way, but maybe i'm just mistaken.
You know, if i were him, i would take your hand and show you everything you miss when you're sad and blind.

I hope to read you soon again 'cause i like to do it every time.

Hugs for you pemb.

 

Dear Red,
I will be always bloody grateful of having such a friend like you in this website. You know...lately, I've been absent and clueless, about everything. I've tried, but I didn't succed, I've tried to move on, but I couldn't return. I think that maybe today is the day when Pemberley winter is coming back. But of course, as the poem also says, I need help-
You will read me soon, I promise. And remember I'll always be here reading you, even if you don't see me
Hugs, Red. TONSSS OF HUGS.
Pemb.

 

Hey Pem,

Beautiful lines from the heart that sum it all up at tbe end. Your poem reminded me of a song "Soulmate" by Natasha Bedingfield. Have you heard the song? The lyrics are a bit cheesy, but the idea not so much..

Anyway, sorry to go on, and on...

A huge hug and all the stars..

 

Dear April Rain,
How wonderful is to hear from you again. I've missed you!!..hmm..interesting..I know Natasha...but not that song!- I will hear it, I promise. Thank you so much for being here.
Hugs, Pemb

pd: you can go on and on, you are my friend!, you can say everything you want

 

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