camille

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Was your darkest hour when your  first love walked away?

 The  first glimpse of the gaping abyss...

Carefully constructed plans and dreams,

Gone...Drifting away on a sea of despair.

Love becomes loss.

Two become one.

Shared goals now solo missions.

Invariably in time one becomes two once more.

The past is stored in the archive of memory.

The first of a lifetime of unfinished stories.

Aborted..abandoned,

But never really forgotten.

Now before you, a crisp  white page.

Awaiting a new chapter.

A new beginning.

Emerging with a newly found sense of self.

A value of oneness.

Born from the pain of separation.

The realisation that two cannot  become one.

The path to individuation is yours to walk alone.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Comments1

  • Crystal Hope

    wow
    so incredibly written.

    • camille

      Thanks for reading C x



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