Memories are now all that remain,
Ones that bring him suffering and pain,
Of a relationship once so beautiful,
That now crumbles and withers.
A stunning locket once a symbol of love,
Now lays rusting and covered in dust,
He waits for her decision, he knows that he must,
But there is no hope in his heart.
He wishes she will say her feelings are the same,
But believes that his nightmares will prevail,
Slowly descending into depression,
He awaits the verdict of the question.















Comments
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Santhi
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People are like puzzles, sometimes its better to put all the pieces together rather than passing judgement on an unfinished picture.
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