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.

nothing left

i spent every ounce of energy and feelingevery hope and dream and prayerkeeping myself together with himtrying to be enough for himthin enoughfit enoughquiet enoughperfect enough excusing every horror he threw at meuntil there was nothing left of me ⁂ ⁂ ⁂ Free verse, the muses Inspired by Promptarium.

emptiness

there's an emptinessin the space between we twothat comforts and kills ⁂ ⁂ ⁂ senru (haiku about a human), the muse Inspired by Promptarium.

the hardest

The most important things are the hardest to say, and I wish people would say them instead of keeping them inside. Your partner is abusive. You only think they aren’t because you learned to think abusive behavior comes from love. I know they said they’re sorry and you believe they meant it, but the impact... Continue Reading →

A banana shaped disaster… part 1

If any of the builders (of Pisa) had only gone back to fix the earlier problem with the foundation, Pisa would not be the 183 feet 3 inches on one side and 185 feet 11 inches on the other side banana shaped, spicy disaster we all know today. But they didn't take the time to do that, they kept smiling at their future hoping it would smile back.

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