Words will lose all their meaning.
I cannot shake the feeling
that for me there’s no healing.
Your words are hung in the air
and though they led us nowhere,
they were our feeling stripped bare.
You really keep going on
as if there is nothing wrong.
I wish I could tag along.
But you’ve already chosen,
better leave your heart frozen
and just leaving mine broken.
It's your unchanged path and mind
that has got me in a bind -
this is the truth unconfined.
For me, you will always stay
a memory in some way
until all my hair turns gray.
Free verse.
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Amateur #NaPoWriMo 2015
PoetryAmateur poetry collection about amateurs in love (the broken hearts.) Brokenhearted Poetry #1 National Poetry Writing Month 2015