A love unoffered, a care unshown,
A debt I held, a burden grown.
Sweet words you whispered, an angel's tongue,
Your heart, though flawed, with empathy rung.
In morning's light, you set me free,
Though burdens she carried, your soul could see
A beauty deeper, unseen by lust,
And urged me from a path of dust.
Rejection's sting, a gift so strange,
Unveiled my depths, a welcome change. Emotions stirred, long dormant, deep,
A year of numbness, secrets to keep.
Love's flame it wasn't, but a guiding spark, To mend the mess, rebuild from the dark. A month of sorrow, a cleansing rain, Then strength emerged, no longer in vain.
Kim, my friend's love, a gentle soul,
With caring hands, she made me whole. Unspoken feelings, a silent plea,
Humanity found, a gift from thee.
Regret hangs heavy, a life unkept,
A debt unpaid, a promise slept.
Kim's laughter lost, a light now dim, But normalcy beckons, a future to win.
No love remains, but gratitude's flame,
For rejection's path led to a better name.
The journey's long, the climb is steep,
But the chase is on, for a self I keep.
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The Whispering Quills
PoetryThis collection delves into the chambers of memory, where love and loss echo in hushed whispers. It's not just a book of poems; it's an intimate journey through the human heart, inviting you to confront your own depths and find solace in shared expe...
