Our incomplete story, a tale of what could've been,
A narrative of love, loss, and memories unseen.
The pages we filled, now yellowed with time,
Hold whispers of moments, forever left behind.
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YOU ARE READING
Unspoken
PoetryThese are the things I never said, these are words that are still unread. Pain in my eyes and a broken soul, but I still play the happy role.
Yellowed
Our incomplete story, a tale of what could've been,
A narrative of love, loss, and memories unseen.
The pages we filled, now yellowed with time,
Hold whispers of moments, forever left behind.