5h
The tragedy?
She lost what she wanted
And she’ll feel that loss
For a long, long time.
Our love is a wound
That will scar, not fade.
We mattered.
We still do.
She just couldn’t find her way home...
She lost what she wanted
And she’ll feel that loss
For a long, long time.
Our love is a wound
That will scar, not fade.
We mattered.
We still do.
She just couldn’t find her way home...
I waited for months and she never came home. This poem is a mirror for anyone still searching for closure.
