Sunday, September 8, 2019

Goodbye, my love

My heart
Is sore
And tender

My eyes
Are moist
And red

My mouth
Is quiet
And downturned

My remorse
Is deep
And tangible

All the starts
And stops
To prepare me

The full stop
Hurts more than I anticipated.

For you though,
I am happy to end the struggle.

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