You were never mine.
Though I dreamed
Through your goodbyes
The veils of change
Convinced me
You were mine.
Irrational, ever slow.
My intentions
Crept to know
How you belonged
that I'm alone.
Slowly irrational.
Are those tears
Each meant for me
Don't waste them
love, I'm not to keep
You were never mine.
--Diva
Thursday Short Run, Little Dry Creek
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I have not posted to my blog in forever, so here I am before Google deletes
me.
2 years ago
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