I had a really great week,
And I wanted to call.
I just wanted to hear you speak
And just laugh with you and all.
But we do not talk.
It's been so long since we talked,
You're staring to feel like a dream.
Did we really need the steam?
Everyday we do not speak,
Feels like declaring a war I don't want to fight in.
Is it really what you seek?
We were just like twins.
You never even told me why,
I asked you and you said nothing in reply.
Was it really worth it making me cry?
And make me want to die?
At least you were once kind
And maybe that's the worst part.
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Echoes of a Shattered Connection
PoezieNavigating the Path from Love to Loss is not in our control. No matter what we could try to do, there is only a slim chance we could actually change love's will and favourites. Love is mainly about grieving. And grief is a huge part of our life, it...
