Certain smells and songs trigger the memories.
And sometimes, I let the memories creep in.
A pool of sorrow fills my soul,
And you are the only one to hold-
Accountable.
My heart can't carry the weight of two
Broken hearts.
I took yours for you, now your free and happy.
But your broken heart still lays inside of me.
I will breath it out, and blow it into the-
Nothingness in the air.
My night time has fewer tears and more stars.
My day has a thriving sun and dancing trees.
I then realized how much of a hold you-
Had on me.
Until I let you go, finally.
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PoetryBut when you're there with that one person, It is suddenly a magical place. And when that person is gone, It is even more magical, Because it still holds the feeling they give you.
