I’d rather live with pain’s embrace,
Than lose the love you left behind.
Your kiss still haunts my longing face,
Your gaze, a memory I can’t unwind.
Your laughter echoes, clear and bright,
Though you’re no longer in my sight.
Your love still haunts my every dream,
A bittersweet and haunting theme.
YOU ARE READING
Poems of Confession
PoetryWords I opted not to confide Scattered pieces of me, hidden inside He who held them, now nowhere to find Gone, leaving me behind
