ILLUMINATION
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ILLUMINATION

Bittersweet

Poetry

Courtesy of Kristina Tripkovic

Bittersweet it is,
To think of the nights,
I fell asleep to your voice.
Happy,
and so in love,
As you told me,
You loved me back.
Faithful,
What we had was real.
Hoping,
That we would last.
And today,
Here I am,
The same person,
Still in love with you.
Writing this,
As a tear falls down my cheek.
Missing you,
Like a very part of me.
Replaying our moments together,
As I cry myself to sleep.
Wishing,
It was still the same.
Hoping

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