The Break Up

Oh, what can be
Said as two lovers
With longing eyes
grasp what is left of the other.
Not a word.
Cannot utter a single sound
That will mend the incorrigible.

The invisible thread,
That silly string that once bonded
Two souls
Is nothing more than a
Frayed end.
A sad excuse for forever
Cut by a pair of worn scissors.
Fate is inevitable unless
Love isn’t.

Life without you
Is strange,
Aberrantly so.
A Heart in pieces
Does not come together by
The hand that destroyed it.
Goodbye, love.


the end of an era, 2014


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