45 years later

Monday
Exactly 45 years in Australia.
In bitter cold Melbourne Victoria.
Came here with few clothes in a tiny luggage.
Now 4 & a half decades later,
Collected lot of baggages.
Some are still good, others are quite damaged.
Was single with bright future.
Met friends here and there, but not dating till 7 years later.
Engaged and called off the wedding to the love of my life.
6 years later, got married, had children and ended all the fun.
One nightmare after another.
Psychologically being tortured.
38 years later, can't help falling for someone who is one & a half decade junior.
There goes my second chance of  happiness.
Out it went, my life with romance.
Just want to forget all the pains and headaches,
To enjoy the remaining of my days.
Who is going to take my hand?
For sure, no one will take my whole life too.
But I can't help falling in love with you.
I clicked and learned everything quick,
Except when it comes to romantic.
I promise to myself, no more friendships, just me and music.
That would be fantastic.
You were the 3rd person, I was so fond of.
I loved you from the start.
Help me to end and kindly mend my broken heart.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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January 17, 2025 at 5:27 PM
Great poem C33 B66. Very autobiographical and honest too.
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