The empty spaces between my fingers

Yearn for their matching pair…



Fists clenched, mind set, eyes squeezed tight;

I start to remember

All the conversations once forgotten.


The sting of words,

Like arrows bombarding the heart:

Old wounds never seem to heal.


The trust

The faith

The “I love you”

All turned upside down.


My heart, slowly sinking

Drifts to the bottom of the seas

Never unearthed again.



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