"It's just the two of us", he says.
He smiles at me,
and I smile back at him.
I wonder
if he knows
how much it hurts
when he says goodbye
and all I can do is wave my hand,
as he walks to his house
towards her
and I stay behind
alone.
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Sadness in the 21st century
PoetryThis work is a collection of my thoughts and feelings, some times chaotic, some times more organised. The themes spoken of within my work are for mature audiences and can be triggering (Heartbreak, mental health, mental illness, depression, anxiety...
