June 1 2021
Slowly by slowly came the night,
The sun setting, setting with it's light,
Weariness and lethargy fighting for it's right,
So, I surrender to it with no fight.
As I surrender to it,
I realize I want to tell you,
To tell you about the weary day,
To tell you about happy moments of the day,
To tell you about the sad moments of the day,
To tell you about the funny moments of the day
To tell you everything, everything about the day.
But then Cariño,
I remember you are nolonger there,
I remember you left,
I remember you gave up on us,
I remember you are nolonger mine to tell.
So here I'm left
Left having no one to tell,
Left having no one to laugh with,
Left having no one to complain to,
Left having no one to soothe me,
But most of it all,
Left missing you,
And it hurts knowing that you don't miss me.
*© Deborah Liliane*
@dlarts
#thebrokenpen.
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The Diaries of the Heartbroken
AcakThen the day came, and he left. My SuperMan left, Cariño mío left. Left me heartbroken and maimed even after all we vowed to each other. Left me tending for my britted soul all alone. What could I do? Just find solace in my pen and book. And here is...
