on the past
what might have been
had i played my cards right
and held you tight
a hidden self
a falling leaf
in a rain drenched forest
a desolate cliff breaking
gently
rather than be
as subtle as a train
as quiet as thunder
and speak my mind
for being true
was more important
than you.
3 comments:
lingers...indeed!
Truth, more important,
For, you, truth!
beautiful and haunting at the same time.
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