The air hangs heavy, thick with unspoken words,
A cold of silence, woven with unheard
A final glance, a fleeting touch, a sigh,
The echoes of goodbye, as tears well in my eye.
No grand pronouncements, no dramatic scenes,
Just a slow, quiet fade, like fading dreams.
The heart remembers you, though lips may not confess,
A silent farewell, a bittersweet cares.
The space between us widens, mile by mile,
But the memory lingers, a bittersweet smile.
Though words may fail, the heart still understands,
The unspoken goodbye, etched in the sands.
About the Creator
Barine kabari
A Storyteller, poet in love, dark dreams, motivation
Waves fantastical Worlds through the power of my imagination. With a pen in my hand and a mind with possibilitie.📝
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