I once said I’d never live again,
not after the way your leaving
felt like death.
But here I am,
breathing in pieces,
gathering the fragments of hope
you left scattered on the floor.
They tell me to love again,
but what they don’t know
is I never stopped—
I’ve just been waiting,
waiting for you to remember how.
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Echoes Of an Unbroken Heart
PoetryEchoes of an unbroken heart: A Collection of Romantic Woes Is a poignant collection of my poems that explores the bittersweet essence of love and longing. Each piece unveils the struggles, uncertainties, and profound emotions that accompany romanti...
