“I loved you…

once.

 

When hearts shatter,

time turns into glue.

Particles and matter

always find ways

to connect with each other.

 

For your love felt,

like thorns on roses.

Nights spent knelt

by my bed with tears

rolling off my nose.

 

I learned,

love can welt

 

like the petals on aged roses.

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What makes you think at night?

 

©aishaadams2018

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Posted by:A'Isha Adams

Mind of a frantic poet. Ambition of an entrepreneur. The heart of an old soul.

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