Death Of Lover Poem

My Only Love is a poem about love, death, suicide and of how one man couldn't live his life without his loved one.

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I lost the love of my life this year in a car accident. He was taken from me on September 19, 2018. He was only 26. My day started like normal. I was getting ready for work and then my...

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My Only Love

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Published: February 2008

I closed my eyes.
My tears rolled straight to the floor,
All I wanted was to feel something more.
I was torn inside.
That was all I felt now that she has died.

I wished I were dreaming,
But all I heard was the faint sound of her screaming.
I stood at her grave,
Knowing I would never see her again.
I just kept feeling this terrible pain,

I will never love again.
The pain is too intense,
If only I had more sense,
She would never have died.

I let her go to the beach that day.
She drowned and turned up on the bay.
I will never forgive myself.
It has totally affected my health.

I have a hole in my heart that will never be replaced.
The feeling I have felt
Is like torture I have faced.
I can't deal with this anymore.
I'm going down to the ocean floor,
I will never come back.
I planned my own attack.

Aidan Clifford  Copyright 2007   26 July 2007

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  • by Kira
  • 3 months ago

I lost the love of my life this year in a car accident. He was taken from me on September 19, 2018. He was only 26. My day started like normal. I was getting ready for work and then my doorbell rang. I thought it was him coming home from work, but it was 2 police officers. They asked my name. When I told them, they said that my fiancé had been in a car accident. Hearing them telling me he didn’t make it, my heart crumbled. I just laid him to rest 2 weeks ago, and the pain is still fresh. My heart is sore and numb. Reading how all you guys are going through similar things, knowing I’m not the only one feeling this pain, sucks. I wouldn’t wish this pain on anyone. I just wish I could go back and tell him I love him, hear his voice one last time, have my arms around him telling him over and over what he means to me, but I can’t. I’m only 20 and we were together 3 years.

  • by Tamara Schellenberg
  • 9 months ago

We were together for a year but joined at the hip. She overdosed at the age of 20. I came home from getting my nails done to find her wedged in a tiny space, not thinking she OD’d. I told her to get up and go sleep on the bed and smacked her. When there was no reaction, I rushed over and flipped her over to find her blue and full of vomit. I screamed, and in shocked yelled for help as I wiped her face clean and began CPR. The ambulance, police, and fire department showed up and started to work on her. 45 minutes later they called her death. From that day, her family blamed me for her death and didn’t allow me to attend her service. The year we were together, not one of her family members called to see how she was (after moving 2 provinces away from them to be with me). When the police asked about her family, I had no numbers and had to post it on Facebook to get their attention because she did not approve of us. I hurt so badly.

  • by Mark
  • 5 months ago

Our losses are so close, and I am very sorry for yours. I lost my love on September 4, 2018, just a little over a month ago. I hurt everywhere. I have this pain in my chest that comes from nowhere, and it hurts so bad. I’m aching knowing (or trying to understand) that she’s gone. I miss everything about her. My heart is broken, and I don’t want her to fade from my memories. I want her in my thoughts always. I can’t even wash her clothes because I don’t want to lose her scent from them. Sounds crazy, I know. I do feel guilty, wishing I could have done this or that. It drives me crazy. She was a carefree, loving spirit. We fell asleep, and when we I woke up by her side I called her name over and over. I cry often because I miss her so much. This pit in my stomach will not go away. I did not attend her service because my relationship with her did not meet her family’s approval.

  • by Botshelo
  • 1 year ago

We dated for three years dreaming of good future together. He started abusing me emotionally and physically because I was not supposed to ask about his different side chicks. We broke up after he nearly killed me, and it took two years for my heart to heal. I found him on debts, poverty, and misery. Two years after we broke up he got sick. I went to check him and he refused to see me. He passed away, and I can't handle this regardless of what he did to me because he did not get a chance to apologize.

  • by Tassy
  • 1 year ago

I had known him for about 6 years. I never got the chance to tell him how I always felt about him. I know in my heart that we had genuine, innocent feelings for one another. My biggest regret is not finding the time to tell him what he meant to me. He passed away two weeks ago, tragically. I still have not dealt with it properly. 'Til we meet again.

  • by Tyshila Geen
  • 3 years ago

It was very sad and I can not think of anything like this that has happened to me but I can say I feel so sorry for the person that wrote this poem. You can tell that this person went through a lot and has a very big heart and I thank this person for sharing their story on the internet because I loved it. It just shows that this person has a lot of heart but now there is a big black hole in it and I do not think it can be fixed.

  • by Nicholas, Traverse City
  • 4 years ago

I have lost my love too.... didn't have a chance to say how I felt. My best friend, the only one I had left killed them self after hearing the bad news.

  • by Bethany, Cleveland
  • 8 years ago

My boyfriend died...Well technically murdered....Someone stabbed him in the back then pushed him off of a 5 story tall building. This poem touched me because it reminds me off him..

  • by Khonzile
  • 2 years ago

I also lost my boyfriend, the father of my kids. It's been four years now. Ever since then my life changed. I became so aggressive and don't have anyone to share my feelings with so your story is so touching.

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