Ode to my dead heart

I guess I just want you to know

That I’ve been hanging out our old haunts down low,

Know that it still tugs my heart

Whenever I see places where we had grown apart,

I thought I would be strong,

To come back after being away for so long,

But then it hits me,

The last day you said sorry

Maybe I would have given us a chance

Maybe I would have given much more

But times have changed

Our lives have re-arranged

We’ve come to the point of no return

And now I’m wishing the bridges should not have been burned

I can’t say goodbye just yet

Give me time. I will lay this heart to rest.

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