And there I stood with a feigned smile,
Releasing him, unseen, our last embrace,
Our last glance, a silent farewell,
Coaxing my little heart that has fallen for him,
Knowing we are not destined.
Whispering softly, it's time to depart,
To ease the pain before it starts.
As he asks, 'Miss me?'
Heart clenched tight, I answer, 'More than you know.'
With a whispered 'ciao,' unbeknownst to him
That this is the last time.
His silhouette fades into the horizon's edge,
Our paths diverge, like rivers to the sea,
Flowing away from what could never be.
Memories of laughter like a vivid dream,
Now shatter like glass, each fragment memories lane.
I walk away, carrying a weight unseen,
My solitude witness my silent tears,
Reflecting hopes and unspoken fears.
In the quiet night, toast to a glass of drink.
The wind whispers secrets of love and loss,
A soft reminder of the lines we crossed.
Yet in my heart, a spark remains,
Of moments shared, of unchained chains.
Though we part, his essence lingers,
A soft kiss on my lips, A hug around my waist
A gentle touch, a ghost on my fingers.
And there i stood with a feigned smile.
Orangemoon:3
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PoesíaA fleeting journey of love, marked by a longing to express feelings but lacking the courage and commitment, leading to an agonizing yet beautiful heartbreak. Letting go in silence becomes the final act and the story continues. Just like the saying g...
