Annabelle Jane Poet Rhyme

Proudest Scar

With dragging feet,
And heavy heart,
I turn to leave
(The hardest part)

And glancing back,
I catch your eye,
Day in, day out,
Routine goodbye.

Day out, day in,
Each time is worse,
The grit, the split,
The absence hurts.

I hate when I
Leave you behind...
But don’t they say
That love is blind?

And saying that,
I know it’s true,
For seeing is 
Not loving you.

No, loving you
Is something known,
Just, feeling, that
I’m not alone.

So love’s a wound
That will not fade,
My proudest scar,
Your mark is made.

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