I remember you told me, not to wait.
Though you never explained how hard that is to do.
So, now I'm here moving on,
Is that what I'm supposed to choose?
Yet, I find myself thinking of you;
and where in the world you must be.
You and I were meant for so much more,
those powers that we aren't meant to see.
I remember you told me, the world wouldn't be enough.
Did you forget to mention you wouldn't be here?
Because I remember what you told me;
oh, how I wish you were near.
About the Creator
Jazzy
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Head of the Jazzy Writers Association (JWA) in partnership with the Vocal HWA chapter.
FPS: The Last Flame Challenge Winners
Welcome to our first Winners Announcement of the year and to the final challenge in the Fall Poetry Series. The Last Flame invited writers to sit with endings, using fire as a central image to consider what remains when something burns out: ash, warmth, memory, silence, or the faint promise of what comes next. The strongest pieces treated endings as gradual rather than sudden, allowing them to flicker, dim, and linger.
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Comments (3)
Oh this is so sad, but also has a beauty to it. Love the flow etc, but as usual, Jazzy, you put your all into it! Loved it a lot! Well done!
Heartbreaking but so lovely at the same time. Great writing.
beautiful