Jan 28 2013

A Simple Goodbye

Published by at 12:50 pm under Lost Love Poems

What can heal this broken heart?
That death has ripped apart.

You were he for a second—
The next I was laying flowers on your grave.
I remembered those emerald eyes that stared deep into my soul.
You knew all my secrets and I knew yours.

You once asked me why I liked the snow.
I didn’t know the answer yet—but now I do.
It may be cold, but snow is pure like our love was.

By rain we meet.
By snow we depart.

This post was submitted by Thorn Night.

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