8 years
I blinked and eight years passed
But part of me is stuck
Holding that telephone
Hearing those words
Sliding down that tunnel of disbelief
Letting go
Feeling the impact
Of the soft thud
Of every heartbeat inside me
Knowing that her heart no longer beats
But part of me is stuck
Holding that telephone
Hearing those words
Sliding down that tunnel of disbelief
Letting go
Feeling the impact
Of the soft thud
Of every heartbeat inside me
Knowing that her heart no longer beats
posted by earthkissed | 9:44 pm
1 Comments:
Hi EarthKissed,
I hope you did not give up writing! I have been updating my poetry blog if you wanna check it out and maybe tell me what you think
Peace,
Jere :)
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