Watching you leave was the most bittersweet thing
I had come across.
Sweet, because my wide eyes
Wouldn't follow yours helplessly anymore.
Bitter, because nothing in the world
Could make up for that ache in my chest that grieved your loss.
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Poetry"Maybe the purpose of life, Isn't a definite aim, But, to stumble upon a place, That numbs your pain" ✒Copyrights © 2017 to @LittleMissSunshinine of Wattpad. ✒*Highest rank - 10 in poetry on 6/6/17. * First Place Winner of...
