untitled:
Hannah Meyers
back in my closet
in a box full of ash
is a smaller box
full of my past
containing "vintage"
promises and forevers
old pictures of him
from when we were together
i littered the notes
with tear drops like rain
refeeling every word
with a whole lot of pain
i found a certain picture
and a special note
the picture was us smiling
and this is what he wrote
"love your boyfriend today,
husband in the future, and
lover forever"
now none of that is true
because we're not together
it's lies through and through
husband? never.
the pain is intense
but only from absence
i haven't been so aware
of your not presence
time heals all
or so it's been said
i disagree.
because it's all in my head
nothing shall fade
with any time past
because i promised
and true love lasts
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