Gone Without a Trace
the man she made up in her head
Gone Without a Trace
She gave him shoes,
worn at the heel
from walking roads
he never knew
She carved his smile
from old regrets
and gave it warmth
he never felt
She made his eyes
too tired to lie
but bright with lights
she’d never see
She dressed him well
in second thoughts
and lined his coat
with used-to-be
She taught him how
to hold her close
then made him leave
without goodbye
No footprint left
no backward glance
no name to curse
no tears to dry
She built him whole
then watched him fade
a dream undone
by morning light
He wasn’t real
she knew that much
she turned the page
and left him there
About the Creator
Marie381Uk
I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️
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Comments (2)
So sad, but beautifully expressed.
Beautifully written, thankyou for sharing xx