There was before you,
When mornings smelled like coffee,
The sky would paint in colors,
And I danced with the breeze so easily.
There was during you,
When we laughed at little things,
The way we’d get lost together,
And the joy that small moments bring.
For some reason, I never thought there would be an after you,
When days felt too quiet and still,
And the sun set without meaning, leaving me numb,
But there it was.
And I was in it,
Trying to find the old routines,
Making myself understand,
That I make myself complete.
And I'll be in it forever,
Listening to songs that don't hit the same,
Finding peace in the small things,
Like the breeze that still whispers my name.
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Whispers of the Heart
Poetry"Whispers of the Heart" is a collection of poems written during moments of sadness and times when I couldn't express my feelings. Each poem captures these emotions and thoughts, offering a glimpse into my heart. Join me on this journey through words...
