LIES OF FOREVER

 My shaky hands try grabbing onto

The gentle mummers of your voice

As you pass me by like wind,

I try holding on to every shred

As if letting you go is a sin.


If I possibly could,

I'd hold on for eternity and

I'd cherish your antics eternally.

If forever really was a thing,

We'd be woven together for good,

Seeming everlastingly happy,

To all those who looked.


But now, all I can muster up are

Despondent cries and anguished sighs.

Because now that you're gone,

I'm left to wonder what I'll see,

If I were to stare into the mirror for too long.

Will I see more of you than me?

For every part of me is 

Imprinted with the lies of 

'Forever,' you once told me.


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