In the quiet corners of my heart,
Resides a love that's torn apart.
A yearning for what could have been,
In the depths of silence, it's unseen.
In the echoes of the past, I find,
Whispers of love left behind.
A longing for a touch, a glance,
In the dance of fate, I took no chance.
The love I never got, a bittersweet refrain,
Haunting me with echoes of pain.
Yet in the darkness, I still see,
A glimmer of hope, waiting for me.
For in the depths of my soul's deep lot,
I'll find the strength to fill the spot.
With self-love's embrace, I'll fill the slot,
And heal the wounds of the love I never got.
About the Creator
Alecia Harriott
I am excited to share my passion for history, storytelling and poetry with readers around the globe and look forward to continuing my journey as a writer, one word at a time.
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