YOU NEVER SAID GOODBYE.
A thousand words won't bring you back, I know because I have tried.
I've learned the art of being normal when your name comes up.
The last time we met, you could not keep your smile hidden,
while I was normal as if nothing ever went wrong between us.
If I were a coward, I would never face you.
If I were brave, I would tell you that it hurts when you're not here.
But....
I am an ocean,
I flow.
So I smiled back.
Last time when we talked you said,
"Forgive me, It was never easy for me"
I ask you to take away all your moments with me.
You tell me that you're not a thief.
When you left,
I wrote a short story about my passion for cricket.
You never liked cricket so I wanted to hurt you
Slowly, I came to know it only hurts us.
You always asked me,
"How do people write, Ragarn?"
That's how my love,
I read somewhere that Grief is love with no place to go and I wonder if all my sad letters are nothing but love letters to you.
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Comments (4)
Very well described dear :) Every word we write from the heart is like a reflection of our soul.
Grief is love with no place to go. That was so deep and poignant. Sending you lots of love and hugs ❤️
Catherine, this is just such a great expression of coming to terms with having someone no longer in your life. It is mournful.
Beautiful! Fantastic poem!