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I tore a small piece of star-lit sky, right from a summers night. I turned it into a drawstring bag to hold these last things tight. I gathered up sunlit memories of much more happy times, colored with both our smiles, They were from the time when you were mine. I placed the memories in the bag, and thought for just a moment. Of silent cuddles and forehead kisses, and all the days when we weren't broken. I placed those thoughts next to the memories, in my stary bag. As I sang the song you'd sung to me, whenever I was sad. As my voice carried out the words, Of "you'll be in my heart". I dropped them a little bit recklessly, and they almost fell apart. I took those precious moments of love, And with them added one last thing in there. A little piece of notebook paper, marked with the promises we'd shared. Our life, our plans, and dreams of family. The future that we had planned. All gathered up together now in that stary bag. I took it to the beach last night. just before sunrise, I prepared to do what I'd never done, Tears began to fill my eyes. And then right before I let it go into the oceans rush, I added one last simple kiss, to the bag that held the                                              last                                         of                                                 us.
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May 30, 2024
May 30, 2024 at 5:15 AM UTC
The Last Of US
I tore a small piece of star-lit sky, right from a summers night. I turned it into a drawstring bag to hold these last things tight. I gathered up sunlit memories of much more happy times, colored with both our smiles, They were from the time when you were mine. I placed the memories in the bag, and thought for just a moment. Of silent cuddles and forehead kisses, and all the days when we weren't broken. I placed those thoughts next to the memories, in my stary bag. As I sang the song you'd sung to me, whenever I was sad. As my voice carried out the words, Of "you'll be in my heart". I dropped them a little bit recklessly, and they almost fell apart. I took those precious moments of love, And with them added one last thing in there. A little piece of notebook paper, marked with the promises we'd shared. Our life, our plans, and dreams of family. The future that we had planned. All gathered up together now in that stary bag. I took it to the beach last night. just before sunrise, I prepared to do what I'd never done, Tears began to fill my eyes. And then right before I let it go into the oceans rush, I added one last simple kiss, to the bag that held the                                              last                                         of                                                 us.
Brok3nGirl
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29/F/Vancouver BC
May 30, 2024
May 30, 2024 at 5:15 AM UTC
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