61.
I fell in love with you.
I smiled,
since I knew how this'll end.
62.
Why am I
missing something
we never had?
63.
Can you still look at me
the way you used to?
When things were still good for us?
64.
Just because
the marks aren't there anymore.
Doesn't mean it didn't happen.
65.
"Goodbye."
I told the woman in the mirror.
"Good..bye.?"
An echo sounded.
"Wait! No no no. This isn't the end for us!"
She stuttered. The truth hurt to admit and believe.
Then there was silence.
That silence that got to be unbearable after a while.
"Goodbye."
We said in an jinx.
That was it. That was the end of it.
~E, let me try and look myself in the mirror again.
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sunsets after dark. | poetry collection
Poetryfor the ones that were the sunshine for one wrong person then became the midnight rain for everyone else. an collection of poetry and short stories. ‼️TW‼️ contains hard topics including a mention of SA & SH. Amongst other things. I am a poet I wr...
