three
what's left now?
after we fell apart,
only ruins remained.
a palace
that slowly crumbled away.
what's left now?
the hurt
the heartache
the memories
i'll keep them in my back pocket
for another day,
when i beg for the universe
to take me back.
what's left now?
you were a storm
and i was the feeble town
you destroyed.
what's left now?
you are but a faint silhouette
on the painting of my life.
what's left now?
a grudge i couldn't hold anymore.
i've moved on
i swear i've moved on.
what's left now?
the ruins are buried in dust
the palace has faded to rubble,
the heartache has healed,
the memories only live
in thrown out photographs,
the storm has long passed,
your silhouette is painted over.
what's left now?
i am sorry.
you are too late.
there's nothing left.
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