she looks and stares
into the eyes of the guy
who she thought she loved,
but said goodbye.he thinks and feels
of the love they shared
that was but never was,
entirely fair.
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berceuse
Poetry❝ the lullabies in me are coming from your symphony. ❞ [image on the cover belongs to the artist]
love
she looks and stares
into the eyes of the guy
who she thought she loved,
but said goodbye.he thinks and feels
of the love they shared
that was but never was,
entirely fair.