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I lost my heart in the shopping mall

by Kathryn
(London)

I only went out shopping,
I wandered round the Mall
But knowing you were gone my love,
I saw nothing at all.

I looked at food,at clothes at books
But I found nothing there.
I looked at faces going by
But I saw you nowhere.

I stopped for coffee, drunk it down
I found it hard to sip.
Because my lover's loss has hurt me
More than any whip.

I wandered up,I wandered down
But I couldn't find my heart
Because my heart has gone with you
When we were made to part.

I came home to my garden green,
The sun shone down so bright.
But as for all the light I got
It seemed like blackest night.

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I lost my heart in the shopping mall

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That Is How I Feel
by: Geoffrey Campbell

Those words express my soul anguish. I wept when I read this, it is so beautiful, and brings comfort to know that I am not alone feeling this way.

lost my heart
by: Anonymous

so sorry for your loss xxxx

At the Mall
by: Judith in California

Kathryn, This poem says it for me. No matter where I go or what I do or who I see I don't see him, my love of 35 1/2 years.

Just yesterday I was thinking of the big hole in my heart and life.
I used to go with my husband to the mall every single weekend we were married. He loved to look at people and shop. A rarity indeed. I was the one who didn't like it.

Now I go because it was such a part of our lives.

People ask if I've met someone or am I dating . Why would I? There's no more him or anyone like him. He was so handsome, a great dresser and he walked with so much pride when he was with me. We had our share of disagreements but I'd take them back rather than take on new ones.

Life is just so empty even when I go to the mall and talk with my new found girl friends.

It'll be 11 months for me on the 14th of Aug.

Thanks for sharing this poem.

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