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Cubicles
We keep our past loves in cubicles
Stored deep within our aching hearts
We Store them away
To keep them safe and
Know where they are
At all times of our days
Truly forgetting them
Is not an option
So much time given
Can’t be discarded
Like useless waste
We open the tiny door
To see our past and reflect upon
Where things went wrong
Sometimes we obsess and
We forget to open only
When closing the door
Hurts no more
(C) 2014 XMAR82 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
Published 20th Sep 2014
| Edited 3rd Feb 2017
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20th Sep 2014 9:12pm
Mine r n a vault n the bottom of the Atlantic
Buried away for very good reasons
An ex is an ex for a reason
I tend to move on n leave the past n the past
Buried away for very good reasons
An ex is an ex for a reason
I tend to move on n leave the past n the past
20th Sep 2014 9:15pm
Understood, but some are hard to forget Belle. I'm sure your stored away in someone's heart.
20th Sep 2014 10:21pm
Unsure of any impact i may or may not have left behind hun
Thanx for the complinent hun
Thanx for the complinent hun
20th Sep 2014 11:14pm
I'd like to open up some of those cubicles again and go another round.
Good write X Master
Good write X Master
21st Sep 2014 1:17am
21st Sep 2014 1:44am
I'm hoping that soon I don't hurt no more. I so feel this. Great write!!! RL for me. Xo :)
21st Sep 2014 8:08pm
4th Nov 2014 2:29am
I read this again tonight......and my heart weeped as when the first time I read this.....been 2 months since his last words to me.....I wonder how much time it will be. Xo :)
21st Sep 2014 1:46am
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21st Sep 2014 2:38am
I think many of us do use those cubicles. I try not to anymore. Got me thing reading your poem.
21st Sep 2014 8:09pm
Anonymous
21st Sep 2014 4:43am
Them cubicles, they jam or bolt the door between the present, and the past.....the moment is now....
21st Sep 2014 8:22pm
Anonymous
- Edited 22nd Sep 2014 3:13am
22nd Sep 2014 3:12am
Timeless poem of heart break. We often hold on to that which hurts. Really like this! :)
22nd Sep 2014 10:49pm
24th Sep 2014 3:12am
wonderful reflection on the heart's chambers where all those loves are kept...
24th Sep 2014 10:38pm
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8th Oct 2014 10:00am
Ah yes those pesky cubicles...they are a mixed bag...best to leave them alone but occasionally they pop open when something sparks a memory...
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Anonymous
3rd Nov 2014 3:13pm
╰☆╮Years ago I had a problem with opening a certain one a lot and it drove me nuts. This is very good writing.╰☆╮
4th Nov 2014 00:35am
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18th Nov 2014 11:02pm
Smack POW! I loved this in every way
Hard fast and true, loved the whole vibe too
You will never ever forget true love, everything esle falls off the mind, but not love...
Well said my friend!!!
You the man Xmar
ITRLIG
Zazzles
Hard fast and true, loved the whole vibe too
You will never ever forget true love, everything esle falls off the mind, but not love...
Well said my friend!!!
You the man Xmar
ITRLIG
Zazzles
8th Dec 2014 11:00pm
