Poetry (words)


Even after the dust settled the battle raged on relentlessly, sometimes it came in whispers, but it always came. I stayed too long and watched love turn into something I no longer recognised. At the back of my mind the “what ifs” still plague me, but they can’t sustain.

Indecision has drained me dry, where inspiration once grew in abundance I now cling to the fresh shoots that offer another route. The spaces in my soul will always be a home for the shapes you painted in my life.

Of all the things I wish you, happiness is at the forefront. That what’s ahead brings you peace of mind and a love for life.


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