Lifestyle

Breaking Up

The past to remember,

The roads to walk,

Black and white for colours,

Silences to talk.

And talks of life and death,

And what fills in the middle.

No flavour to the answers,

When the question isn’t a riddle!

Drifting away from someone,

Leaving gaps missing,

Bitter cries, tearful eyes,

Distant soulful kissing.

No life without death.

No love without loss.

No closure without gaps.

I love both the tick and the cross!

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