my guitar quietly weeps for you
.
Forever drying off
the guitar bridge
that never leads
me back to you
I find myself
playing wet strings
that serve as cruel reminders
of the faded connections
between me and you
Now that you are gone
my heart always beats off key
while the tears never stop
on this damp instrument
And since you no longer care
I write the saddest lyrics
for I’ll always love you in my songs
as my guitar quietly weeps for you
The Lonely Author 
So sorry you are going through this tough time but this was really beautiful! I’m sure a lot of people can relate to this….take care!
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Smiling. Very happy that you liked this. Came straight from the heart. Thank you so much
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This is absolutely beautiful, well written. Thank you also for the follow. Have a great day 🙂
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Very happy that you think so and liked this. Thank you for your kind words.
My pleasure to follow.
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Are you following me?
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this is so sweet.
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Very happy you think so. Thank you.
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OMG, Drew!!! This is stunningly amazing!!! I love it, love it!!! It sounds too real and wonderful to be all fiction but I’ll believe it to be until you disabuse me of that notion!! Bellissimo, My Friend, Bellissimo!!!
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Of course there is pain in the write. I can deny it, yet…..
Thank you for your very kind words of encouragement.
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet and commented:
Do Not Miss This beautiful love poem!!!
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A beautiful ode to a lost love.
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Very flattered. Thank you so much for your kind words.
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My pleasure Andrew
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I have a soft spot for musical analogies and references as you can imagine. Beautifully penned, Andrew. The emotions cry out in chords both harmonious and discordant. Heartbreak is c**t and yet we need it to know who we are and in the aftermath of the wreckage of one’s heart, we see parts of ourselves obscured before. If heartbreak allows such poetry to pour forth, then it was not in vain. ❤️
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No, I guess it was not in vain. In response to your other comment; don’t feel awkwardness in following me and her or reaching out to either of us.
Thank you so much for taking out the time to read this one. It means a lot.
Please do your best to find peace.
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Hugs
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Receiving them with open arms.
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An amazing orchestration!
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Very sweet of you. Thank you.
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A very heartfelt beat
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Thank you for reading and sharing your thoughts
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Such a beautifully and yet sentimental poem written by you. The guitar strings and bridge were rusted and faded away because of the tears from sadness. Your writing very much made me feel the depressing circumstance of the guitarist. I’m personally a guitarist, so I may be able to relate to it more. Thank you for writing this. It was a lovely read. ❤
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You being a guitarist makles this comment all the more beautiful. Happy that you enjoyed my little poem.
Grateful for your amazing comment.
Apologies for my late response. My holiday blogging break put me behind on replying to comments. I am finally
catching up on blog reading and replying to comments.
Very grateful for your lovely read and words. Thanks
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