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I shan't find love again. Not love for people, that I shall.
But love enough to see beauty in everything,
Love enough to wish to see smiles on faces I don't own,
Love enough to walk through places and feel grateful for life,
Love enough to have that urge to wake up in the morning,
Love enough to like everything equally,
Sun and Moon, Summer and Winter, Day and Night, Dry and Cold, Rain and Sunshine,
Nothing now gives that happy quirk in the stomach,
Serendipity a myth, Euphoria a long lost dream,
Now that you're gone.
You know the feel πŸ‚
If I let you go now, will you promise to never come back again?
Not in rain, nor in storm
Not in words, nor in stories
Not in the roads we walked together, nor in the thoughts we shared
Not in the future we embraced, nor in the past we rejoiced
Not in things, nor in memories
You make the promise now and I will let go.
The poem symbolises an inner battle within us after the loss of a person we loved. The struggle to let go when memories of the persons pulls you apart. Feedbacks are much appreciated!
β€œAll thought forming a web, the second I saw your brown eyes,
The colour of late autumn,
Of chocolate and hazelnut
Of amber and onyx
Of the first warm sip of coffee in the morning
And when sunlight hit your eyes
It's whiskey and honey, my darling
I could look into your eyes forever and fall for even my reflection in it"

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