Broken Hearts

Broken hearts, like broken jewels.

They line the path behind me.

Breaking apart, how beautiful they break.

Lying as they were supposed to be.

One last glance, at distant past.

Waving to memories gone.

Used memories, they never last.

Forgotten feelings I do not long.

-OM

  

19 thoughts on “Broken Hearts

  1. We move on, that’s what soldiers do to cope, for isn’t life a war? Fuck the ugly among the past scenes. Forgotten feelings I do not belong.

    Nice one friend. Simple and exotic.

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