Short and sweet. After years by her side, she's decided to walk away.
since I've picked up this pen,
or really felt loved by you.
Your touch was gentle
and your tone sentimental,
but judged now am I in your eyes.
I cared and shared
and opened up to you,
even grew a feeling.
But now you say,
seems everyday,
you don't know me or what to say.
You went away
and here I stayed,
waiting for your return.
But our first embrace
became a race,
as I felt you step away.
So I suppose
that as love grows,
it also slips away.
I hide my eyes
and refuse to cry,
for what I let slip away.
Poetry by Bonehead83
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Written on 2022-04-01 at 19:12
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Good-bye
So long it has beensince I've picked up this pen,
or really felt loved by you.
Your touch was gentle
and your tone sentimental,
but judged now am I in your eyes.
I cared and shared
and opened up to you,
even grew a feeling.
But now you say,
seems everyday,
you don't know me or what to say.
You went away
and here I stayed,
waiting for your return.
But our first embrace
became a race,
as I felt you step away.
So I suppose
that as love grows,
it also slips away.
I hide my eyes
and refuse to cry,
for what I let slip away.
Poetry by Bonehead83
Read 246 times
Written on 2022-04-01 at 19:12
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