Monday, January 4, 2010
Just a glimpse
Our love ruptured and left us to wander.
All that was left was the longing of dust.
Replaced embrace and empty space.
The switch from love to not,
From held to unseen,
From you to him.
xoxo
Amely
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Love,
Personal,
Photographs
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