Tuesday, 11 December 2012

Goodbye

Desperation and loneliness
The eau de toilette
In my sweat
On a night full of
Decaying dreams.

The agony of what was lost,
Pushed away,
Denied,
Oozing from shattered hearts.

And I cried when I knew he still loved me,
For in that love was a letting go
Of all that had passed and might have been.

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