Poem

He Said; She Felt

He Said

He said: I want you to be happy.
He said: I love you so.
Then he was gone.
For two days I was happy.
For two days, he loved me so.
After that I was on my own.

She Felt

She Felt

She felt: I am the luckiest girl alive!
She felt: I love him more than myself!
Then he was gone.
For two days I was on cloud nine.
For two decades I patched my heart.
After that I never came apart.

2 Comments

  1. Saravanan

    The feeling pierces the heart….Visceral…

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