Last Smile
It was unforeseeable
She had to go
Unstoppable
She had to leave me here
Perhaps it was destiny
As my eyes were destined to tear
Perhaps it was a blessing in disguise
But why does this blessing play such a trick on me
I ache, I suffer, I hurt from what she has become
She is but a distant memory
And her last smile…yes, that last one
Was the most precious thing she left me
She had to go
Unstoppable
She had to leave me here
Perhaps it was destiny
As my eyes were destined to tear
Perhaps it was a blessing in disguise
But why does this blessing play such a trick on me
I ache, I suffer, I hurt from what she has become
She is but a distant memory
And her last smile…yes, that last one
Was the most precious thing she left me
Labels: Poetry: Love, Poetry: Random Topics
2 Comments:
WOW,,,
nice one,,, I loved it!!!
beautiful poem, very touching.
de javu
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