Category : Poems

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I put my hand over my chest,

 To feel her breathing blocked there.

  I run my hands through my hair,

 To feel her fingers touching me here.  
Some nights come 

To remind me that she is gone.

On some nights I can smell

 Her perfume left on my wrist. 
 I was wrong to hide my feelings, 

I was wrong when I let her go.

  Other nights will come, 

But none will be able to bring her back.
When she left, 

She took the best parts of me. 

Sometimes silence is better 

Than the answer you can receive.
 I put my hand over my eyes.

I try not to cry, 

But it's hard...

 Because I still love her.