Undone

It was a strange feeling;

A feeling of longing.

It suddenly ended, but I wanted more.

None of us spoke a word.

Not before, not now, not ever.

We silently chose to be apart forever.

 

Now that I think about it,

We acted like cowards and accepted the split.

Without any kind of sign, we disappeared.

I wonder what would happen if you were here.

I want to mend things because, right now,

We are full of unfinished sentences and unspoken feelings.

We both need closure, or at least I do.

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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