I woke today
I was alone & I fell back to sleep.
I woke up a quarter to one
I don't remember much about last night.
Just you are packing your suitcase.
I sat near the end of our well-made bed
Not saying anything & expecting you to fight for this...
I'm not sure where I'm supposed to start
Where exactly does one begin?
I checked my phone
Hoping you'll ask to speak.
Nothing but silence.
And the only noise is the outside wind
My only company.
-m.j.h.
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(Poetry)Beginning of The Unknown.
PoetryThis is a collection of short stories or as I like to call them poems. Although, they are dark and yet pure and soft. I hope you're able to remember moments of kindness and happiness. I thank you for the opportunity of sharing these moments with you...
