are so pretty
that was what I was thinking
as those dream days went by
and you told me there was so much time
and that you wanted to spend it with me
but looking back
the clouds were tinged
with a tearing to come
and bright afternoons
seemed to fade so fast
I should have known
that it was all a lie
that whisper echoed
that I told myself.
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Author:
Jon Nakapalau (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Another lost love poem.
- Category: Fable
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Comments1
The emotion pours out from your words.
Thank you.
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