If
what
between
us was
so beautiful
why
walk
away
if
love
was
a
magical
enchantment
why
are
we sitting
on the
fence of
time
staring
at the
blankness
wore
on a
saddened
face
words
seem
to
be rearranged
into
a darker
sequence
once
spoken
with a lightness
now
inked
full of
painful
distaste
your
wreaking
ball
will not
destroy
this
wall of
self-protection
erected
on the
morn
when
our
melodrama
ended
my brokenness
will always
find a
method
to be
mended
did you
hear a
single
word
uttered
in a
deranged
state
passion
once
but
no
compassion
seasons
change
as did
we
accepting
past
with a
powerless
disposition
please
do not
turn
away from
me
an
utterance
before
desertion
a message
from a
deepest
heart
love never
dies
it changes
it’s form
grows stronger
as
I watch
you
depart.
MedusaMoon c 2015
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