Before;
I love you the most
I was at square one
Watching you in silence
Hoping you knew I love you
Beginning;
Happiness was shared among us
After years of patience and waiting
You were finally mine
Middle;
The bridges we built
Were starting to crack
With a rope bein held
I was trying to save every piece
Current;
Our bridges collapsed
With much love,
I've jumped with it,
To save us.
Aftermath;
A day passed
Still in search of you
I saw you standing
On the opposite side of the bridge
And my heart was torned into two
I still do love you the most
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YOU ARE READING
Dead Poets
Poetry"Poets are among the damned, cursed to commiserate over their loss, to reach with outstretched hands-" -Lang Leav
