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Waking with a pain,
in the back of my head.
Probably when talking,
it was something I said.

Waxing poetic about
words which I write.
Not always the best tactics,
could be, you may be right.

A love I experienced,
has gotten out of hand,
for my feelings of love,
I no longer understand.

A desire to go to the
Oregon Coast.
Dreading the thought,
of not having you,
with me.

The pain I still feel,
missing you every day.
Every day of my life,
is so different, without you.

What will happen,
when our love ends?
Will we move, adapt
or just pretend?

If I knew what,
lies before me,
I would jump at
a solution for thee.

NASA Astronomy Picture of the Day:

Almost every object in the featured photograph is a galaxy. The Coma Cluster of Galaxies pictured here is one of the densest clusters known - it contains thousands of galaxies. Each of these galaxies houses billions of stars - just as our own Milky Way Galaxy does. Although nearby when compared to most other clusters, light from the Coma Cluster still takes hundreds of millions of years to reach us. In fact, the Coma Cluster is so big it takes light millions of years just to go from one side to the other. Most galaxies in Coma and other clusters are ellipticals, while most galaxies outside of clusters are spirals. The nature of Coma's X-ray emission is still being investigated.

Photo by Joe Hua

Is it time to quit,
this daily drama,
in this routine life,
was something I asked.
A way to be happy,
without taking a pill.

There is something, about a day,
in the early morning Dawn,
when the cold air pulled at your nose,
while stifling a yawn.

I like not the cold air,
as I have aged, in time.
I'd like it somewhere warm,
and love it, if sublime.

Two ships, lost in the night,
passing each other in darkness.
No more waiting, no more love.
No one here, I must confess.

How do you solve,
the mystery of loneliness?
I wish I knew, for
it is a new process.

When your love,
is unconditional,
leaving nothing to chance,
love will become traditional.

The wayward heart,
searching for love,
finding a friend.
Thank you for
guiding me to a
new place, to be when,
I'm searching.