The thought of you pulling me backwards to a place so lonely, so lost. The surge I feel emanating from my very core. Knocking me to my knees. Choking on air. The thought of you is more than my soul can bear. After tonight I’m leaving the memory of you in the past. I can’t bear to carry it any longer. Leaving the memory of you, and this trembling pain on the blank page. Then maybe I’ll burn it, shred it, or throw it in a lake. Cleansing away the pain. Opening a door to a new tomorrow without the memory of you, and this trembling pain.
– Jamie Whorton ©
Nature Poetry by Jamie Whorton 
So strong…and just right.
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Thank you! As a writer its always great to explore all the emotions, even the not so great ones. 😊
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Yes…I agree.
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😊
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You never cease to amaze me!! So very proud of the person and writer that you are becoming ❤
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Thank you so very much!! It means so much to me.. ❤💕
I’m trying to write everyday to improve my writing skills, and vocabulary.. So maybe one day I’ll write that book lol!
Honesty I’m surprised everyone thinks my writing is so good lol! 😄
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I’m trying to keep up with you! Everyday I read some new thought, poem or short story that you’ve written..and…I think..yep that’s my daughter! Growing into such a talented young woman ❤
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Awww!!! Thank you !! I’m trying lol!
❤❤❤
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