i have saved the photos
kept a hold of your clothes
i still have the receipts
of our back row cinema seats
the memories within posts
of when i was happiest the most
one thing i couldn't save
was time
i can only keep the empty bottles of wine
the memories of cigarettes in summer
the memories of yours, not just mineand i have saved all i could
saved every memory
but when i think back, end to the start
the only thing i could not save
was the breaking of your heart
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The Best of Billy: a compilation.
PoesíaHighest rank of #3 in poetry. A collection of my best poems picked from my poetry albums 1-6. © 2019 Billy Waugh