The bridge,
Adorned with our moments,
Danced with love's gentle sway,
Footsteps of us, timeless romance,
Meets its destined end.
The bridge keeps crumbling,
No matter how we try,
Rain pelts on leaves,
Beneath a weeping sky.
Songs linger sadly,
As we are staring at things falling apart.
Promises weathered,
like a broken heart.
Poems lose their magic,
their words grown cold,
I can't meet your gaze,
our story's been told.
You are my first poem,
a promise so sweet,
You are my song and everything.
But, our eyes speak verità, dear,
we've both faced the feat,
It was the beginning, middle and end.
Look where we stand.
the bridge left behind.
In the hands of fate's wind
in the dance of regrets,
in the play of loving pain.
I walk down the road alone,
without looking back.
Halsey
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PoetryFor the souls who are in search of life in writings and drown themselves in darkness. Just some of my random writings, in no particular genre or order... I do not authorise this book to be published anywhere but Wattpad. If this book is published o...
