In this run down broken home
I reflect on the memories,
You were do frail and dainty
I remember you dancing and singing for me,
To old barely known records
Played on vinyl with the sound of crackles,
In the front of an open fire
I watched you perform like a bird on a wire,
I knew this could not last
Your beauty and grace would one day surpass,
All that this life could offer
And now it has come to pass,
So it’s no surprise that
You’re no longer here with me,
And I am left crying soft tears
In a deep state of misery,
To frail for this life
You’ve now left me bereaved,
And I couldn’t be so lonely
Nor could I be so sad at your release,
You sought a way to find your own peace
And that peace is in a place far from me,
I am haunted by you still
And those nights and memories,
Of how you danced and sang
In those moments you were never more happy,
But now that’s all they are now
Just replaying on loop, that constantly torture me,
I miss you my love and everything we used to be.
Sometimes you have to love enough to let your partner go, their happiness being more important than your own. Incredibly hard, but sadly, sometimes it can happen. Nice poem.
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Very true and wise, selfless acts are the hardest to do. Thanks very much for reading and appreciating my friend 🙏 Faux
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Beautiful and sorrowful. ❤
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Thanks very much my friend ❤️🙏 Faux
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Ur welcome friend.🙏🏽
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Beautifully written and very touching…feels real,if it is. I’m sorry for your pain.
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It’s not real but taken from fragments of life I’ve known and witnessed. Thanks very much for reading and appreciating my friend 🙏 Faux
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