Last Kiss

To broken hearts, to broken dreams
with tales of truth and other lies
gentle reminders that
i was nothing, nothing special

just a fool falling in love
with delicate words and hollow promises
of forever lasting ever
and didn’t even get a tomorrow

a single stray flower lies
on the ground
a distant breeze whispering
every memory of
you and i

the taste of our
last kiss
and i can’t
fucking breathe

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Not much to tell, antisocial, bipolar, loner, poet. That's me in 4 word's.