Sunlight squeezes in,
Through a crack,
On the wooden window,
Loneliness grieves in darkness,
While the thoughts whisper,
In silence.
The mind yields,
Memories forsaken,
Of the days long ago.
When I used to smile,
With you…
But the smiles,
Are scarred now,
The memories,
Drenched with tears.
I look at the door,
A thousand times,
Waiting for the knock,
I will never hear…
You will not come back,
And so the the darkness,
Of solitude remains…..
©coelestis
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