the fraction of forces
left to go backwards,
acceleration finds
negatives where positive
was in words expressed
to my endearing heart.
Complications of the
heart leads me into
unwanted things on
both parts, decisions
made follow through
with facts laid upon
the spreadsheet.
Wait has limits that
none should find
within the sorrowful
crevices of their
mind. Following
through only finds
strength when the
other finds there
own.
Tears of helplessness
proceeds to drop
when the notion of
two lives given up
leaves her in the
same position waiting
for the day to come.
Lonesomeness finds
her where she seems
to always stray,tired
of hurting blindly.
Dark consumes nights
of grief,days hold
want to be memories.
Taken words to heart
of true love that shall
never fall apart,fear
of the hidden holds
one far waiting on
tomorrow.
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