I've teetered
on brittle bridges,
I've watched
the love fade from
preoccupied eyes,
I've wiped frosted tears
from anguished cheeks,
and sought solace
desperately
as I cried,
yet we can find
a taste of gratitude
in every goodbye
that is spelt
in invisible,
unspoken words,
ones that may only
ever be felt.
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Fragments
PoetryPoetry and fragments of my mind. Dealing with heartache, betrayal, sorrow, and hope. Originally posted on Instagram and Facebook.
