47. Dilemma
So many nights have passed,
Yet still your memories haunt me.
They mock me for being so reckless,
For allowing you to break
down my walls.
But sometimes I find myself smiling
At the mere thought of living them.
I hate this feeling,
Your memories cause me
so much pain
Yet they are the only moments which I truly ever loved.
I want to let go of them,
But somehow I can't seem to.
I am stuck in between
I don't know what to do.
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Ethereal
PoetryHis ethereal soul Creeping its way into my hellhole If only I could stop him If only I could forget him But his ethereal soul Is what makes me whole. **** Third poetry book everyone! Ethereal-A book written in the memory of lost love. **** 🌟 Second...
