Lonely light,
Dangling from the ceiling,
Bright and yellow,
It's almost blinding.
Blinking without knowing,
Providing without any thoughts,
A companion without feeling,
Solo witness of my faults.
Its glow casts the shadow,
On his once lovely face,
Where he goes I will follow,
Even on stormy days.
Lonely light,
Capture these moments,
Under you and the moonlight,
In his eyes, I'm suspended.
Without you in the darkness,
My heart will deflate,
I miss him in the limelight,
Needing his embrace.
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What Love Used To Look Like
Poetry"What Love Used To Look Like" is a collection of short prose, poems, and contemplations about love, hurt, disappointments, and brokenness anyone experiences or has experienced at least once in their short lives. The collection intends to show the di...
