To say goodbye is never easy.
However, in a specific moment, you have to.
You have to go back to your real life.
That life in which you learned to find yourself.
Yes, there...
Yet...
A part of your heart remains lost.
Lost or hiding in the deepest, darkest caves.
Not to be found...
Not to be heard...
The last whisper, stolen in the wind.
Within tears, a void sank.
A last whisper disappeared...
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Ina Zeneli
In love with writing books for kids, young adults, poetry, and novels.
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Comments (3)
so relatable... so well said...😢
great work
Stolen in the wind...painful image. Great job!