Gone Too Soon (Poem #53)

The tiny spark we had

and the fire we started

burnt the both of us down

before we realized

that we haven’t had enough

 

From arms wrapped around each other

to merely waving, to merely glancing

from sharing the cold side of the bed

to turning heads

to walking the other way

to adding fuel to the rage

 

Now all that’s left is to ignore your ghost

consider the potential lovers

and end up crying every night

knowing that no one can ever take over

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Forever Winter

Just reading and writing my way out of this messy adult life! I have transitioned from having piles of notebooks stacked underneath my bed from writing on the internet and allowing people worldwide to read.

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