No point telling me we're fine
It's long gone
The feelings that were ignited are mere splints
Ashes fallen
Maybe it was real
Surreal perhaps that it ended
Began out of nowhere
And disappeared into nothing
All that was going on
Between you and I
Is long gone.
YOU ARE READING
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PoetryNoun (n) - A quality that includes the essential human virtues; compassion and humanity.
