Like a frozen, leaden shell, I waited.
My body lay still in the wreathing mists of time.
I could never breathe the air in, when it contained nothing of you.
The bridge between us collapsed when I walked towards your frame.
So I stand here now, lifeless, silent and wan.
I wait for the strangling, breathless love you promised me,
Little did I know, that was all you ever gave.
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Never In Spring ✓
PoetryAlways winter, never in spring, but she'll wait a thousand lifetimes for him. A personal account of a bitter, heartbroken lover's descent as she grows, watching her blooming love wither into nothing. Love poetry anthology. © elle sonder 2024
