I miss you
The not knowing
Whether you’re okay
If I’ll see you, maybe, one day
Moments of worry keeping me awake
Your beautiful mind playing with mine
I can’t hide this heart, it aches
Moments of weakness
I wear them here
On my heart
I miss you
The not knowing
Whether you’re okay
If I’ll see you, maybe, one day
Moments of worry keeping me awake
Your beautiful mind playing with mine
I can’t hide this heart, it aches
Moments of weakness
I wear them here
On my heart
This I have felt deeply in my soul… yet it seems… only a part of loving… and I wouldn’t trade love for anything…
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I wouldn’t trade love for anything either. It’s amazing how cared for we feel and are when we allow ourselves to open up to love.
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Beautiful. Hugs, Audrey ❤
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Thanks, Heather!! xxx Hugs!!
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I’m sorry you’re having a heartache day, Audrey.
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It’ll be okay. Has to be okay. Thank you, Starr.
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Tough time of year, Audrey. Great thoughts.
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Yes, I’m glad you recognize that, Mark. Do you see me winking at you? Eye to eye, thanks for paying attention.
Students leave
Emotions flow
Just keep writing
Ya know?
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I know, ya know.
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I know, that you know, you know?
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Oh no! Who left, Audith?
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Well, for starters, your posts. *winks* An emotional week, with students leaving and all…gotta grab the emotion when I can, ya know. But seriously…it has been a long week without the PL, and my Duketh.
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Oh no! The professor feels so rotten. I’ll be back on a plane of sorts. Or maybe a boat. I bet it is an emotional week. How are you doing now?
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It’ll be better in a few hours when I put this day behind me. Thanks for asking.
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*shakes your hand*
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*squeezes it hard*
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Haha! But why?
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Because…well, I don’t know. You make nervous, probably.
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I do? Rats.
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Yes, but I like that you do.
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When the kids go back to their own lives after a visit I get this feeling.
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😦 When they leave the classroom I get this feeling.
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Same 😦
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Kleenex? Margarita?
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Both
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Cheers! Is my mascara running?
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Love this. As you know, hits the mark of this poet’s heart. TY
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Thank you, Miguel. I’ll be longing a lot today. I hope I survive. YW ~Audrey (I couldn’t resist the urge to abbreviate.)
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🙂
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