(Un)Told Circumstance

The ache is mine alone;
Emptiness that won’t go away. Pain that can’t be swayed.
Memories are keeping me alive… and in hurt all the same.

The ache is within the self;
Time that moves and seasons change,
the thought of you still feels the same.

To speak of it and emotions relay,
sad to say won’t keep the harsh waves at bay.
For the tears that fall sting the heart,
no matter what I do, can’t find the reason to start.

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