You said you loved her,
that that was the reason you were leaving.
Then why—
tell me why
you came back?
Only two weeks had passed
since our storm died.
I was finally enjoying the sun,
breathing clean air.
But the rain came back.
You came back.
You said you got into a fight,
and it made you realize
you wanted me one last time.
Not to keep.
Never to stay.
Just to have
for one final moment.
Why?
If you truly meant what you said,
you wouldn't be here.
If you really loved her,
you wouldn't be touching me.
And if I hadn't loved you,
I wouldn't have let you.
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|POEMS| The untold words...
Poesía|I never told you And you will never know The secrets the stars whispered to me That night under the moon| Cover credits to: @LeroyGraphics
