Seems like he doesn’t know that…
Morning
light is breaking,
and she’s way past sleep.
Silent,
she sits wading
through the memories.
Haunted,
her heart is breaking,
and her hope deplete.
Seems like she doesn’t know that…
Shattered,
he lays helpless
in his fleeting dreams.
Desperate,
he’s held captive
by her memories.
Tightly
his heart holds remnants
of each broken piece.
Seems like no one cares that…
Some day
the sun will die,
the skies will cry,
and memories of love
will be swept away by the rain.
And sometimes
no measure of forgiveness
can make one forget the darkness,
and no amount of sunlight
can make one feel
like they never felt
the sting of the pain.
Leo! Good to read you again my friend.
THANK YOU SO MUCH. GOOD TO SEE YOU AGAIN. ROAR!!!
ROAR, you’re back!!! it’s great to see you here, I’ve missed your work.. inspiring as always 🙂
THANKS NB. GOOD TO SEE YOU AROUND THESE PARTS AGAIN OLD FRIEND. LOOKING FORWARD TO READING YOUR WORK. ROAR!!!
Leo!
Love this format! Great to read you again, my friend.
HEY ROME. GOOD TO SEE YOU HERE. THANKS FOR THE FEEDBACK. ROAR!!!
Great flow and feel to this. Good to see you again my fellow lion. ROAR!
HEY JARID. GREAT TO SEE YOU AS WELL. ROAR!!!