How can you walk when I’ve just fallen into your sight?
How do you look away from the pain we’ve both shed?
You left me standing in your past, wondering if I’d ever feel your presence again. I became unchosen memories, if you haven forgotten me.
Let me know if I can fall back into you again.
If I do I know this fall will never end.
Because you are the deep emptiness of a crescent moon.
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Great piece of writing.
“You left me standing in your past, wondering if I’d ever feel your presence again.”
This was a killer line! Well done.
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