The wind pricked her sensitive skin, the stars shone dimly like a heavenly sin and the moon hid under a white cloak so thin.
Her eyes captured everything, her hands held still and her mind reminiscing on what could've been.
Would their love have flourished if she had buried her pride?
Or
Would it still perish and leave her imagining how it'd feel to be his bride?
Maybe things would've turned out different if she had abandoned those reckless lies and maybe, just maybe the truth would've prevented the severing of their ties.
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Poems From The Heart
PuisiPoems molded from the emotions that taints the heart, the words I've garnered from my thoughts and the beauty that lives in my past. ©Copyright2020 All poems in this book were written by me @fujoshiiiiiiiiiii. Therefore, no part of this book should...
