-Artwork By  Claudia Deneault Robillard

Sometimes beautiful sweet things turn into nothing.

When love hits you hard and breaks you apart.

But the love you both shared was so strong that you can’t move on.

And to be with that person for forever and anon

Whatever half broken is left of you

Holding the things together it tries to

With the memories of the cherished times.

But then the moment arrives when you realise,

That your love died long ago when you gave up on each other.

And it’s not the person you were in love with you miss.

It’s the touch, the memories.

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