As the night fell
We fell too
We fell so hard
That instead of slight bruises
We were left with scars
Of something we once called love
As I went on
With these fragments of broken memories
which once made me smile
Such valuable memories
Started to haunt and hurt me
You've moved on.
While I'm stuck here
Stuck in medieval times
You're the knight
While I'm the damsel in distress
You carried me in your arms
With our eyes locked onto each other
That's when I believed in happily ever after
Things changed
The only difference is
You're still the knight
But I'm no longer the damsel in distress
I'm a stranger now.
Thank you for these memories.
Thank you for these scars.
This is my last poem to you.
Goodbye.
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Drowning Thoughts
Short StoryA girl woke up at 2am and decided to drown her thoughts before it drowns her.
