Photo by Ayo Ogunseinde on Unsplash
There was no yelling at each other,
there was no hatred or remorse -
just a sad, slow, drift apart
that comes when trust’s broken...
eroding desire,
turning best friends
to strangers...
love to
stone.
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Heather Scott
Writing, to keep my sanity and make some sense of the world, while keeping watch over my five children as a single parent.
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This was like a stab to my heart. Loved your Nonet!