broken

I woke up and realized love doesn’t live here anymore
I wandered from room to room of my ravaged heart
Touching the memories of your kiss
Bumping against the remnants of our love
I couldn’t resist looking at the patches and bandages
The open wounds we could never heal
Too many broken things
Too many second chances

Love doesn’t live here anymore
But love did here once
Maybe this bittersweet memory is all we were meant to be

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I’m Kim, the writer behind the curtain so to speak. I read and review books, write poetry, and sometimes write blogs about my life.