Unrequited Goodbye:
plucking petals
from an innocent flower
trusting fate
to give an answerit has been months
since you went on your way
forgetting the promises
that still lingers everydayforever was shorter
than it seemed to be
nothing was left
when everything was buriedasking the reason
stuck with the why
still plucking petals
when i already knew the answer
to the unrequited goodbye
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(1) Prologues of a Brokenheart (COMPLETED)
Poetry"because love requires guts, a soul, and a short term memory..." -some bookmark Random thoughts and lyrics about the heart and it's misadventures. [Copyright.styledinpink.sweetnovemberof.2013]