In the echoes of our talks, a chill did creep,
As "Lover" played softly, a melody so deep.
Like the album's songs, sweet and tender at the start,
Our dialogue, too, had its own beating heart.
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Uncharted Connections
PoetryIn this compilation of poems, one particular person has become an inseparable thread in the fabric of my personal tradition. This cherished ritual entails crafting poetry books that pay homage to each of my past so-called situationships. Now, with a...
Chapter Twenty Six: Whispers of Estrangement
In the echoes of our talks, a chill did creep,
As "Lover" played softly, a melody so deep.
Like the album's songs, sweet and tender at the start,
Our dialogue, too, had its own beating heart.
