Very nice lines about loving even though one can’t forgive. Perhaps that is what keeps the remembrance alive. I also like how souls are “woven” together at the end.
Ah, this is the kind of love that scares me for what it leaves behind if it doesn’t work out.
This is heartbreaking, yes, and quite gut-wrenching too.
-HA
Yes, the last stanza is beautifully heartbreaking and speaks to the depths of which love can consume us. To feel as if one is no longer whole – this I understand. Haunting and Beautiful.
And though we’ll never touch again, I’ll remember your soul
for it is woven within my own, and together we were whole.
Love this last line. I love the song as well!
Such a sorrowful poem, Linda, and full of longing. I love the lines:
‘I’ll love you in blackest of nights for as long as I breathe and live’
and
‘…though we’ll never touch again, I’ll remember your soul
for it is woven within my own, and together we were whole’.
A beautifully soulful write Linda. Oh, I really like this
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Thank you Drew, truly. We love and we love and we love…
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Yes we do
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Very nice lines about loving even though one can’t forgive. Perhaps that is what keeps the remembrance alive. I also like how souls are “woven” together at the end.
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Thank you so much Frank. Your words are so kind.
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I love the idea of the souls coming together in the blackest night, no matter what promises were broken between the two. Lovely!
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Thank you Victoria. I like the thought of that as well.
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There is a saying “The rain won’t stop until you put your umbrella away”. May sunshine be in your future!
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Oh it is, always! Thank you so much for your kind words.
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its hard to forgive the ones that created the heartbreak we are trying to forget, a very emotional poem to me
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Thank you Gina. Yes, indeed it is.
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It is as if you can read my heart and soul. Beautifully written, Linda
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Thank you Glenda, truly.
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Ah, this is the kind of love that scares me for what it leaves behind if it doesn’t work out.
This is heartbreaking, yes, and quite gut-wrenching too.
-HA
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Thank you HA.
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I love your last stanza – the idea that even though you are no longer together, your souls woven together were what once made each of you whole.
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Thank you so much Jo.
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Yes, the last stanza is beautifully heartbreaking and speaks to the depths of which love can consume us. To feel as if one is no longer whole – this I understand. Haunting and Beautiful.
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Thank you for the kind words. They mean so much.
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This is beautiful, without the anger or cynicism of heartbreak – just honest heartbreak.
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Very astute observation. Yes, thank you so much.
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My pleasure.
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I love the line: soul woven within my own.
How it transcends time.
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Thank you.
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And though we’ll never touch again, I’ll remember your soul
for it is woven within my own, and together we were whole.
Love this last line. I love the song as well!
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Thank you Dwight. Appreciate your kind words.
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Beautiful
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Thank you.
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My pleasure
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Such a sorrowful poem, Linda, and full of longing. I love the lines:
‘I’ll love you in blackest of nights for as long as I breathe and live’
and
‘…though we’ll never touch again, I’ll remember your soul
for it is woven within my own, and together we were whole’.
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Thank you Kim for your kind words.
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Very moving. Sometimes it’s hard to move on.
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Thank you Sarah. Yes, sometimes it is.
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Oh, I totally get this. You’ve expressed an ambivalent feeling toward someone so well. And “These Eyes” is the perfect companion for it.
–Fireblossom
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Thank you kindly.
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That bond remaining afterwards… it’s like a small flame of hope that still burns inside… but it gives you no warmth,
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Thank you Bjorn. Your words ring true.
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So poignantly beautiful. I love reading your words 😊
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Thank you Dorinda!
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You’re welcome, Linda! 🙂
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😊
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