And It Comes To This

Fallen dust
Eyes focus
Skin chilled
A lovers quarrel 
That ends with
Merely three words
Fallen dust
Eyes focus
Skin chilled
Stolen heart
Fallen apart
The reality of you. 
"I'm so sorry."
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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