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by S s...   Oct 15, 2017


And here we are once again,
apart from each other.

You taste the sip of love every morning,
and
I am busy in drinking my heart
to
forget the fear of drowning in your
lies again.

While,
I am still in a questionable depth
of
how to snap out of this new type of sadness,
it took you few seconds to
find happiness in someone's else fortune.

Our love:
It wasn't more than a crush,
but your smile misled me towards a game
I didn't know how to play...
Sometimes, It takes a broken heart to
accept the consequences of the
malleable youth.

And whenever
I try to fight the fire inside my burning home,
your memories always come along with winds of the past
and turn into ashes the remains of my soul.

To be honest,
I never miss you in the usual way.
However, in need of affection,
I often miss the conversation -
we once had.

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  • 4 weeks ago

    by C Cattaway

    "your memories always come along with winds of the past
    and turn into ashes the remains of my soul"

    Beautifully worded. So sad, but with eyes wide open. Well done.

    Catherine x

  • 1 month ago

    by S s...

    Thanks, Brenda, Paul and Mark...

  • 1 month ago

    by Mark

    Wonderfully descriptive u requited love poem. This is beautiful:

    I am busy in drinking my heart
    to
    forget the fear of drowning in your
    lies again

    your memories always come along with winds of the past
    and turn into ashes the remains of my soul.

    Wonderful

  • 1 month ago

    by Paul Hirst

    Sad poem but relatable

  • 1 month ago

    by Brenda

    Oh goodness, this is sad. So much longing for once what was and so much sadness in how the demise of this relationship went. Beautifully written, visuals are spot on-well done-

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