I think of you moving on without me
Moving on without a moment of regret.
I think of you baring his children and carrying his name. While my life and heart become a torment.
Memories of you won't let me be
Memories of you still cling to me
Memories of you are hunting me
Memories of you make my heart cry out in pain, while everything we shared remains buried in my heart
You are opening your heart to a new loves embrace, while what we shared remains nothing but old history.
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Simply Beautiful Words.
PoetryLetters say so much and so does words. and just like words The Heart speaks. Hearts are yet to be touched. Hearts remain unmended. Life is not fully lived, while love is not fully shared. Love is not fully given. And Hearts are not fully earned. If...
