Million miles

Million miles

A Poem by Rachel DeHart

a boy, whom I thought

                                a million miles out of

                           my league

      out of my       life.

But his arms still encircled me.

                                held me stable for a moment

           almost endless in time.

 

I didn’t want the sun to rise

                                didn’t want time to tock.

                           we could have just

      stayed.

something simple like that.

 

Nothing complicated or anything.

nothing other than a reminder [to us both]

that maybe we weren’t [aren’t] as alone as

                we thought.

that even though, everyone else is on some                       other frequency...

                ours meets somewhere along the way.

                                together.

 

odd.

                after so many months.

           years...

                           after so much time alone.

    to kinda feel like...

                                there is something to hold onto here

and there isn’t so much of a reason

           to act invisible, to think that...

                           everything in my head

                                had to be as crazy as I thought

      it to be.

 

© 2008 Rachel DeHart


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"A boy, whom I thought a million miles out my league
out of my life.
But his arms still encircled me."
F*****g awsome!!
I love this. I've thought this way before. =)
No bodies out of anybody's leauge! It's a mind state babe.
But I absolutely love this peice. Amazing way to share your thoughts!


Posted 17 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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"A boy, whom I thought a million miles out my league
out of my life.
But his arms still encircled me."
F*****g awsome!!
I love this. I've thought this way before. =)
No bodies out of anybody's leauge! It's a mind state babe.
But I absolutely love this peice. Amazing way to share your thoughts!


Posted 17 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

we're seemingly kindred.

i can't wait to see you again.

Posted 17 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

good stuff as always.

Posted 17 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Rachel DeHart
Rachel DeHart

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