In the shadows where love used to bloom,
I hold empty arms, a silent room.
No more piggyback rides, laughter's cheer,
Just echoes of what we used to hold dear.
Touching cheeks, a tender caress,
Now a memory, lost in emptiness.
Hugs that linger in the fading mist,
A warmth that's gone, a love dismissed.
We used to hold each other close,
But now, solitude's what hurts the most.
In the quiet, I'm left feeling unfit,
To the ache of a love, I'm used to it.
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Elegies of the Heart
PoetryJourney through the ups and downs of love and heartbreak in 'Elegies of the Heart.' This poetry collection explores the feelings we all experience when we fall in love and when love fades. These poems are like emotional snapshots, capturing the joy...
