Emptiness.

I smiled as the glass shards were thrown in my back and I silently wept as everyone dreamed soundly. Cruel words were hurled at me as his bottle emptied and I brushed them off to no avail. He stole the joy, hope and innocence I once had and replaced it with the emptiness he bore.

timing

maybe you’re right and it never was about a lack of desire to stay maybe it just happened that we met at the wrong timeeven so…i grieve the loss of a love i never tasted because of timing

goodnight

goodnight 
he whispered at the moon 
drifting slowly across his sky 
as if he’d been speaking 
to her 
it didn’t matter that she 
would not hear him 
as he woke in his day 
and she faded into her night 
alone 
he thought tenderly of her © Gwendolyn Raczkowski, 2017-2022, All Rights Reserved. ⁂ Follow the link below for more #poetry, #prose, and #philosophicalmusings from The Kintsukuroi Life.

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