March 9, 2011 § Leave a comment

“As you turned,
behind your heels,
a whole trail of apologies, memories and fears
all began to flow.

As drums roll,
like in a military march
compassed with your footsteps
you leave me behind.

The meters between us,
look like Kilometers far.
The gap between or bodies
reflects the distance between our souls.

We didn’t say goodbye,
we’ll never say hello. “



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