Monday Musings: You won’t read it.

You won’t read it.

Feeling dead inside…
Maybe colder.
Maybe older.

Like I lived a full lifetime
and now it’s over.

I never asked for it to be.
It ended suddenly,
almost like the way it started.

I can throw away the pictures, the cards,
the gifts, the poems.
I still feel empty, unfulfilled.

The ring rests on my bedside.
It looks cold, uninviting.
I think it’s like me tonight.

So I sit here, write words
that tell how much I’ve
been hurt…

but it doesn’t matter.
You won’t read it.


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