The Realization of Goodbye
The heart is a vast ocean of memories,
remnants of things that once were.
A helpless face, and a shattered dream.
I long to recall the sweetest parts,
yet it just cannot be.
I would be shortchanging myself of rightfulness and truth,
and another lie would be weaved for you.
I go on from here,
this ending page for us,
as you too become an expensive memory,
flung out into the hearts merciless ocean.
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