Done

That's the last time.
Is what he said
No more, we're done.
That's in my head...
Never again, we're at the end-
This thing is gone.
Now grieved, I send
My heart away,
To float above
And land I hope
With another love.
My old love sent it-
With a toss.
He knew it broke
He caused the loss.
So here we are,
Both stand and mourn
Beside the place
Where love was born...
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Nov 2009
About this poem:
Still stuck on what's happened.
Why does love die?

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boyshchrm6
Nicely worded although sad.cool angel crying angel crying
Neostylites
I wonder why the god or goddess of love is so heedless of such rueful lyrics!
sad flower sad flower sad flower
jazzy75
cuddly38 - well expressed. thank you fro sharing :-)
cuddly38
Thank you so much for viewing my poetry
It is sad...but right now the broken heart
Writes the words that are coming out

There will be some rays of sunlight very soon

Thanks again!
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