His eyes glassed over while a single tear slid slowly down his cheek.
"So, what do we do now?" He spoke, regret of having asked lined within his words.
I bowed my head and stared at the ground as though it was suddenly foreign to me. "I guess," I began, my voice starting to tremble.
"I guess we now just try our best to move on."
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Broken Wings - Poetry {COMPLETED}
Poetry200 Poetic Tragedies ... A collection of poetic chaos, written on love, loss, lust and longing. This is a safe haven for the broken - For those with Broken Wings. _____________________________ "In a world full of heartbreak, sadness is all I've eve...
