the love lost wasn't the love for you.
let go, rewind, the story, unwind, the one that you outgrew.
she held you tight, long, through the night
not wanting to let you go.
only, minds wander and years pass, we often let love flow-
through our fingers
streaming out
far from where we started
darling, i did not mean to leave you broken hearted.
amongst the rubble, ash, decay
where we let our love part
there lies in ruins:
the gleaming wishes of my tender heart.
2 comments:
you are a wonderful writer!
thanks so much for commenting:) i rarely get comments, so i get excited whenever i do get one! lol.
Me too!! Comments are helpful and they warm the heart, don't they? Thank you for commenting as well :) And thank you for your compliment :)
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