I am waiting
for the memories to fade,
like shadows in the night,
as even we could not last,
through the dark times
as you walked away.
Our hearts burned colder,
our thoughts went astray,
the rift grew wider,
until nothing remained,
but our weary souls
and tear stains.
©️Lizzie Bevis
Feb 18, 2025
Feb 18, 2025 at 1:14 AM UTC
I am waiting
for the memories to fade,
like shadows in the night,
as even we could not last,
through the dark times
as you walked away.
Our hearts burned colder,
our thoughts went astray,
the rift grew wider,
until nothing remained,
but our weary souls
and tear stains.
©️Lizzie Bevis
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