Closure
Smile my darling, for we are in the
company of ghosts. Lovers like we
have come before, singing tales of heartache
and bittersweet goodbyes. They try to shake
from their pain and out of their misery.
Your honeyed words reverberate through me,
as I picture a life that ne'er be.
A tear runs down my cheek, then six, then eight.
Smile my darling.
Letting go of your twisted symphony,
I sing no more. The notes die; two, then three.
As you bid farewell I see your true traits,
I was just a new canvas, fresh and blank.
I learned from you how badly the heartache
can be. With new, cautious eyes I now see.
Smile my darling.
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