I know we weren't meant to last, like stars that briefly align, our moments, now in the past, a fleeting, beautiful design. But in the tapestry of your days, I hope you'll find a thread of me, a whisper of our shared ways, a echo of what used to be. Not as a weight to hold you down, or a shadow to darken your light, but as a warm memory to be found, when you need comfort in the night. Remember the laughter we shared, the dreams we dared to spin, the quiet moments when we cared, the love we found within. I hope you won't forget me, not as someone who caused you pain, but as a chapter of your story, a gentle summer rain. For though we weren't meant to stay, our time was not in vain, we learned, we grew, we found our way, through sunshine and through rain. So as you journey on your path, and I wander down my own, I hope you'll smile at our aftermath, and cherish how we've grown. I know we weren't meant to last, but that doesn't lessen what we were, so keep me softly in your past, a fond memory to stir.
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Penny for a Poem
PoetryI just write what I see in others or feel, leave your thoughts. If you have any feelings you'd like me to write out lemme know
