🌹🧡When he left her he brought his smile,
his eyes and their experience with him.
When he left her he took her smile with him,
her eyes and their experiences.
He left her like a castaway beaten
by the waves,
between sharp rocks,
between commas and pauses,
between withered flowers and dry leaves.
When he left,
she cried for not being able to hold him back,
for not being able to keep him with her.
So she stopped him in time,
in her days of hers.
And he made life,
essence,
breath of it.
She keeps it ....
Even with the sun off,
even with the sky sinking into the sea,
even with the stars that no longer shine.
She guards it,
because she guards a part of herself that
belongs only to her.
That part of her that makes her alive
in the eyes of the beholder.
She's alive,
but dead for
whoever she knows... 🧡💖💗💕💓💘💞💝
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