I told you,
I said wait, I am going with you!
I knew you were going to do it.
All those references to the sea.
I am a g** d*mn poet!
You don't think I knew what you were saying?
Stocking feet my asset!
You have known all along and still you torture me with codes that of course, I understand.
GOD, I COULD JUST SCREAMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!!!
YOU MADE ME WEAR THOSE ****-KICKERS!
You told me I had to be tough!
Well guess what?
I am still following you.
You knew everything.
You promised me,and snuck out leaving you boots behind.
Without a word!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I have publicly and officially lost it. I don't even care! I AM DONE!!!!!!!!!!
and you forgot to tell me, what do you carry in the toe of your boot?????!!!!!!!

[Onward2wards]

Sometimes the only appropriate reply is a

If you are here in anonymity, and perhaps read this post, know that it is my love and heartache, that causes me to yell out to you.

I never was that sweet-tongued girl that played a proper tea in the garden. You know I was the one getting dragged back to the porch by the heal of my sneaker, to sit out my time, and think about what I had done.

I do not know the words to write, how sad I am, and how much I love and will miss you. I do not know the way in which to express that you come first, and it is just the shock of your sudden absence that causes me to spit like a boy with his first lip full of chew, and stick out my tongue at you, cause I know you will love me regardless of how badly I behave, and I want you back!

You know my feelings under these dirty, torn jeans and unkempt ponytail. You know my name, and my touching-stone is yours.

Be well, and remember me, please. You, I will never forget.

-FB (A)

I may not know what love is.......but i sure do know ......what love a'int

....and i gots fiberglass in the toe of my boot.....

The eskimos have fifty different names for snow....
There ought be as many for love...........

[shlump]

Fleeing,

Though you frighten me, I love to read your words. I love to feel you kicking the crap out of the world.

You are a gorgeous creature...

I watch you and I love you.



from a safe distance

[optimize990h]

shlump: Another friend has already trained me to be/feel ok in that kind of situation, so I don't think about safe distances.

[Oxidopamine]

I've never been good at understanding poems and analyzing literature, unfortunately, yours is yet another I don't really understand. That's no fault on your part at all, I'm sure it's good, so based on what everyone else posted, I hope you soon feel better.

[kindachaotic]

Flee, I understand. Not from personal experience but...
I understand your writings in this thread.
I'm so sorry.

[Oxidopamine]

I racked my brain, re-read the poem several times and I'm still not grasping it. Can someone explain what it means and how you came to that conclusion?

[Nicks_Nose]

I understand, Flee and I know of whom you speak. I feel your pain too, but, I know you had a special connection. My heart beats with you in hope.

[Anonymous32445]

Flee? What's happened? Talk to me