You just up and left me
Now I can’t cope. My heart breaks for us again
You just up and left me
You left me when I needed you
More than the air I breathe,
A hollow space, an aching void,
No comfort to reprieve.
The echoes of your parting steps
Still linger in my mind,
A melody of absence sung
By time that’s far from kind.
Yet even as I falter here,
My heart still softly beats,
For hope remains, a quiet flame,
In loss, it still repeats.
Your memory lingers in the breeze,
A touch I cannot hold,
A fleeting warmth, a distant light,
A story left untold.
Though you are gone, your trace remains,
A whisper in my heart and ears,
And through the pain, I try to carry on,
Yet my heart won’t let me be whole
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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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Good job in writing a poem of love and friendship.
So sad yet beautiful Marie
Beautiful sad poem. Very relatable.