Go, my love, and chase after the sun.
Let your happiness bloom, a brightly spun thread.
Though my heart bears a wound, I'll mend it one by one.
In quietude embrace, where healing is bred.
By myself.West Java, April 2024
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Little Nasty One from the Island
PoetryThese are the poems I wrote during my healing journey after a painful breakup.
Aching Bloom
Go, my love, and chase after the sun.
Let your happiness bloom, a brightly spun thread.
Though my heart bears a wound, I'll mend it one by one.
In quietude embrace, where healing is bred.
By myself.West Java, April 2024