Now that we see the same blue sky,
but from different places,
while looking at how high memories fly.
We are still looking at each other sometimes,
like few blocks from each other,
the sparks are no longer there.
Maybe my time in your chapter is finally over,
all the memories, stories,
and all the jokes aren't funny anymore.
We've been together,
walking in the middle of the crowds,
we're judged but we're okay.
All these pages,
and pieces of my last words,
will someday make their way to you.
Maybe my time in your chapter was finally over,
and my voice will no longer be here forever,
so until we meet again someday, in the future.
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Author:
fikrioshin (Pseudonym) (
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- Category: Love
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Comments2
Reminiscing about a relationship and the doubts that lead to saying good bye or better until we meet again.
A reflective look at a past relationship and asking if it was right to say goodbye or will they meet again, nicely expressed and written
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