Lost and Found

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I found him in a club.

I lost him when he left.

He was there often, a memory, and untouchable soul

He left me wandering in feelings, a pool that would never fade

I believe I felt something, like, a felt a jolt of pain

I messed around with others, I dated those that I shouldn't have

Maybe one day I would be noticed, but never a flinch nor a sign

I continued my horrid ways barely seeing him

One day I started talking to him longer then I have before

I found a courage within me to hug him but at first I was scared

He did not know why, but of course I knew …

Why shouldn't I? He is one of those who seem mysterious yet human

I felt safe, I knew what it felt like to feel safe

Though I did not want to admit it, I liked that feeling

A security no one ever reached, those who have tried failed …

Why did he pass? When he shows no feelings of any sort like that towards me?

He was his own person, he was like this too many

A few knew him, knowing enough to bring his true self out a little

I wish I knew that person but I only know of him as someone who doesn't step up to the plate

I found nothing for a while, getting lost after that amount of time, he never stayed after

I dated someone once more, he was a good friend and I messed it up

I find myself feeling these feelings, I avoided them for so long, why couldn't they stay away ..

Why couldn't I cry in my sleep, why does his voice long to be heard?

I have never missed anyone like this .. It scares me .. Why ..

I want to be free of this but then again I want this sadness to remain because I deserve no one ..

No one from No where ..

What scares me the most is I love talking to him

Though I feel annoying to him, I really do ..

To help him see that friends are right around the corner ..

That's the best thing .. I can give him …

To save me from the hurt

Is to show he is loved.

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