Disappear
The disappearing act
is my favourite trick.
Just stay quiet long enough
and people will move on in their lives,
memories of our time together
a distant memory.
It's a quick fix
but not a permanent solution.
Why is my heart so afraid of breaking,
dashing for the exit sign
before anyone has come in?
The ocean of love
has room for all.
The beloved slowly prys my fingers
away from the ledge,
leading me out into the open sea
where I learn to relax, breathe,
and enjoy the moment
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ramblings from a mysterious mind who thinks that in another life she was probably the fool of queens.
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