His touch she remembered so well faded like an old slideshow.
The lantern of their love soon burnt out, leaving nothing but hazy memories that would soon turn to dust.
She was like glass and he looked inside her and saw the cracks and stains, determined to build her back up and watch her gleam from afar.
But instead, he shattered her into pieces with his words.
He was no longer her person, instead, she was uninvited.
They became strangers in the shadows, no longer dancing beneath the moon.
She watched him go like the end of a sad movie, knowing there wouldn't be a fairytale.
A few teardrops fell from her eyes, coating her cheeks as their story came to an end.
She held onto the memories, afraid if she let go her heart would shatter like the empty bottle of wine he threw at her the night before.
But the harder she clung to those memories the more she felt like she was suffocating in a sea of anguish.
She had to fully let him go in order to save herself, mentally and physically.
She looked in the mirror as her reflection gazed back at her, sunken eyes, stress lines pressed deeply into her forehead, and a broken smile she no longer recognized.
Now that he was gone she could finally heal and piece her broken self back together.
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Poems and Excerpts From The Heart
PoetryJust want a place to dump all of my poems I've written and excerpts on things I've started but haven't finished yet. I don't expect anyone to read all my mumbo jumbo that I put on here, but if you do I adore you <3
