You walked away. I remember the first time you walked toward me. We sat at what would become our table. You with your beer. Me, with my sweet tea. Two people sharing stories. Connected by our fondness
of music and difficult things
Afterwards, you walked me home. Maybe if I hadn’t invited you in. Maybe if you hadn’t leaned in and kissed me, we might have just stayed friends, but I had to kiss you back. That’s when things really began the undressing, tongue to flesh, a bite to the lobe, hands everywhere. A hasty love, a good idea at the time
That was before promises were broken, before you became a liar. Before I knew I’d never be able to quell
your wanderlust spirit. Before I understood you only find peace in leaving things behind
God, we were stupid. We should have just stayed friends. We sat at our table, you held both my hands at arms length and told me some bullshit how I’m better off with someone else, someone who knows how to stay, how to build. Someone who knows my nurturing is not something to just put up with.
I watched as you got up from our table one last time,
You started to turn toward me but got distracted by
the street noise and the call of distant continents.
You walked away.
I remember the first time you walked toward me.
-Tosha Michelle
Everything I Never Told You 
He probably would have walked away sooner or later no matter what. You captured the moments well.
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Thank you. x
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Speechless. x
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A very nice read Tosha, tugs at the heart strings a bit : ( – your words allow me to walk away with a : ) every time.
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Thank you.
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Beautiful! The last two lines are the best!…😊
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Thank you x
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💔
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xx
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Ah, good … more lovely prose! Love that ending. 🙂
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Thank you. 😉 x
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Isn’t it difficult? How to decide to be only friends. The moment washes over us so quickly that it’s impossible to resist. You’ve captured the romance and the regret perfectly.
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Thanks, Rob. Difficult, indeed.
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Ouch! The reality of soooooo many relationships. That’s part of the reason I’m a firm believer that ‘falling in love’ is not ‘love’ and that love is a verb.
Did this really happen to you?
🙂
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No. Pure fiction born out of feeling of rejections, I’ve experienced in the past. Most of my poetry is telling but it not necessarily always telling me. 😉 xx
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Ohhhhh, ok.
🙂
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🙂 Happy Thursday, lovely
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You too, sweetie.
🙂
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Beautiful and tragic. Your voice is impactful, both.
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Thank you.
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Idiot……..
( not you, dear)
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ha-ha
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Fabulous write! I can’t imagine that anyone couldn’t relate to this. For me a story with a bittersweet ending is a story that’s felt and remembered. Truly a wonderful bit of writing, as always! Have a lovely day! ~ Mia
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Thank you, Mia. You too xo
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You’re welcome!
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Beautiful and so sad. Yes, I’ve watched someone I love walk away, too. It takes a while for the heart to heal over that, but thank heavens that it does! ❤
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Thank you. I’m so glad you’ve healed.
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I feel like I’ve been there.
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That’s all I can hope for. Thank you!
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I read this earlier, but didn’t reply immediately for three reasons.
1) it wouldn’t let me like -AGAIN- so waited to see if it would change.
2) I’ve been in discussions with a nut job who doesn’t like onion gravy, so was busy.
3) I felt so sorry for you. The moment, of which you write so well, must have been horrific for you and I didn’t know who to verbalise how sorry I feel for you. 😉
4) you’re a damn good writer and should be made to wait for my comments. 😝
Seriously though: well done. Great write.
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1. Excuses. Excuses
2.The so called nut job sounds quite sane and rational. Everyone knows onion gravy is disgusting.
3. That was oddly nice. Don’t feel sorry for me, pity those loss souls who eat onion gravy
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Wow, that’fiction!?! I really thought you were writing from personal experience, and from the heart. I’m even more astounded!
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It’s drawn from feelings of rejections. The feelings are very real. Thank you, Dustin. You’re such a sweetheart.
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As I know that all of your work is drawn from genuine feelings, though I cannot fathom how anyone could reject you…:( You are most welcome.
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Thank you! You’re so sweet
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Reblogged this on wwwpalfitness.
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Thank you
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You’re welcome:)
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xx
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My heart is aching for you, my friend..
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Don’t. It’s pure fiction. 🙂 x
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a great way to release, really enjoyed your writing here, although a sad topic but one many can relate to. this is the best part, we are not alone and your share helps to see that. so thank you
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You’re welcome. Thank you so much.
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It’s weird how my email didn’t tell me you’d replied! Usually does. Must not like you for your distaste of glorious lashings of onion gravy!
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Please. Your email just wanted to keep me all to itself. It’s totally on Team Anti Onion Gravy.
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Read your comments. Couldn’t imagine this being written from experience. Only a fool would leave this lovely damsel. This was a stunning write. It is such a pleasure to read your work.
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Aww. Thank you. Your kindness and support always brighten my day.
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My pleasure.
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Beautiful
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Thanks, lovely x
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NEVER! Onion gravy forever!
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Meh. Bleh. Blah.
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Blu, blo, blibbedy!
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What the flying fu”” are you going on about now? 🙂
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How the crap do I know?!
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Let me talk to your alter ego Lady Pudding A Lot maybe she knows.
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Nope, she knows nothing.
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What a waste of space in your head
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Space is never a waste, my child. It allows the giggles to grow into full blown chuckles!
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You’re so weird. It’s endearing. Sort of
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Of course it is! That’s why I make your southern smile widen!
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You do but you make the frown even more pronounced. ha-ha
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Then turn that frown upside…god I despise the saying!
Frown away, funny face!
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Me too. It’s almost as obnoxious as you
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You’re being TOO nice now! I may have to swoon! Haha
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Please do. I hope you fall. I’m.soooo mean
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ah, this was hard to read… remembrance of a once charted love. Goodbyes are so hard on my heart.
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That they are!
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A beautiful and haunting quality to this write Tosha. I love the way you repeat at the end I remember the first time you walked toward me. It gives the impression of a repeated sense of failure, quite painful. The images you paint are always so vivid!
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Thank you. Coming from the Queen of imagery that is quite the compliment.
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Welcome and how sweet of you to say so 🙂
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🙂 x
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The end always seems to bring us back to the beginning…to retrace and wonder.
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Yes. Sigh.
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The walking towards, the walking away. Nearly all of us have this painful recollection, as you have beautifully penned here, and as felt so deeply by me. If only…the sad words of my weary heart.
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Thank you do much, Elizabeth.
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Beautiful yet sad. You have a talent for putting the heart ache of every day into pure words that we can all relate to.
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Thank you so much.
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Reblogged this on sherriemiranda1 and commented:
A gorgeous photo, a lovely Poem/prose combo & a beautiful YouTube video! Thanks, Tosha! 😉 ❤
Remember: not all romance ends well; some end rather badly!
Peace, love & a bit of romance to all,
Sherrie
Sherrie Miranda's historically based, coming of age, Adventure novel “Secrets & Lies in El Salvador” is about an American girl in war-torn El Salvador:
http://tinyurl.com/klxbt4y
Her husband made a video for her novel. He wrote the song too. You can find it on YouTube under the same title. Or you can find a link on my blog posts. 😉 ❤
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Thank you so much
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Tosha, oh my, you look so young to be so wise! An old soul, perhaps?
I would love to read one or both of your books!
Peace,
Sherrie
Sherrie Miranda’s historically based, coming of age, Adventure novel “Secrets & Lies in El Salvador” is about an American girl in war-torn El Salvador:
http://tinyurl.com/klxbt4y
Her husband made a video for her novel. He wrote the song too:
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Thanks for the link. I will check out the book and the video. I’ve always been an old soul, but I’ve always looked young for my age too. 🙂
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