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Sun, 03 Oct 2010 07:03:00 +0000

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By: Corinne Edwards

Corinne Edwards — Fri, 01 Oct 2010 21:21:28 +0000

Out for Lunch

“No, I can’t have lunch,” I’ll say.
“Some other time.
I’m booked today.”

Too busy piecing up a heart.
After all these months,
it’s still apart.

“It’s not a good idea,” I’ll say.
You’re in my thoughts all through the day.
“We can’t be friends. Not now. Not yet.”
I dream you have not gone away.

“I’m really tied up now,” I’ll say.
“A lot is going on,” I lie.
Replacement parts are hard to find.
I would see your face and start to cry.

“No, I can’t have lunch,” I’ll say.
Feels like you left me yesterday.
To sit so close and not to touch—
It’s much too soon for us to lunch.

Dear Kelly -

This is a poem from my new book, “A Woman Without A Man” now on Amazon. Thought you’d relate to it.

By: Kelly

Kelly — Thu, 30 Sep 2010 16:49:11 +0000

I profoundly miss that kind of love. It has been many many years when I felt I could freely be…and love…without restraint.

By: ali

ali — Thu, 30 Sep 2010 16:02:57 +0000

kelly – this is resoundingly effing-A brilliant. holy wow.

By: ami

ami — Thu, 30 Sep 2010 14:52:23 +0000

Oh, what gorgeous writing! You caught my breath and held it until the end, you reminded me of crazy, crazy, loco, mad love. Reading this piece felt like listening to a stunning piece of music.

By: Jen Saunders

Jen Saunders — Thu, 30 Sep 2010 14:43:31 +0000

My heart hurts when I read your stuff. This is powerful shit that many more people than you realize need to read. There are many hearts in holes in our world…

By: Teresa

Teresa — Thu, 30 Sep 2010 14:36:28 +0000

This is so beautiful. I love that you’ve found some peace, such as it is, and such strength! The romantic in me wants you to have that lunch, to be strong, to be your fabulous you all in his face…..
because I know you are strong and fabulous enough to do it.
No point in following such advice when you also know yourself so well. We love you no matter what!

Hugs and butterflies,
~T~

By: Sadie

Sadie — Thu, 30 Sep 2010 14:21:33 +0000

Wow…

This is beautifully written. And I understand exactly what you mean, lunch is a gateway drug for me, too, with a certain someone. Hell, a phone call is a gateway drug.

By: Julianne Fuchs-Musgrave

Julianne Fuchs-Musgrave — Thu, 30 Sep 2010 11:36:22 +0000

Beautiful. You wrote this for you–incredibly healthy & strong. You’ve shared this with all of us–profoundly giving, I thank you having been there.

Now, my suggestion for you is to hand-copy (yes, ink on paper) one copy for each of your children. Add loving words so the child knows it was written for her, put it in an envelope and put it away for the day when she will feel so alone in her desperate love for someone. When she will feel stupid and angry with herself, and will be absolutely sure no one ever felt this pain. The envelope and its contents will not be a “See, you aren’t so special.” It will be a “I’ve been in the hole of hell and was able to get back out–because I had you.”