Love lost, a fleeting thing
A spark that fades with wings
It comes and goes, a mystery
Leaving hearts with fragile history
It slips away, a thief in night
Stealing joy, leaving plight
Memories linger, bittersweet
A lingering ache, a heart that beats
But still, we dare to love again
Despite the risk, the pain
For in the loss, we find the gain
A strength that love's lessons sustain
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Gone By November (COMPLETED AND PUBLISHED)
Poetry#1 in #beautifulwords (12/28/23) #1 in #poetry (12/31/23) "You haven't left me yet, unlike the others You haven't left me, and now it's December When the others were gone by November" https://www.tiktok.c...
