Poetry Sunday
You spoke as if forever
Was a contract you could keep
I failed to count the cost
Now all is lost
And I weep
You foreclosed on my heart
Like a bad loan
But I was never
Yours to own.
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Stay
Don’t let go just yet
Just keep holding on
Breathe into this moment
Too soon, it will be gone
There were things …
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