He huddles alone in the empty room,
Where their love once bloomed.
Her absence echoes through the walls,
Her memory haunts him, never to fade.
He remembers her smile, her laugh, her touch,
And how she made his world a brighter place.
But now she’s gone, and he’s all alone,
A lonely soul, without someone to call home.
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Poems of Confession
PoetryWords I opted not to confide Scattered pieces of me, hidden inside He who held them, now nowhere to find Gone, leaving me behind
