Broken

Alone, feeling the absence


Of your smile;

Alone, feeling the distant memory

Of better days.

I guess I was addicted to your love.

“It’s going to be alright.”


I wish I could escape

To the serene fantasy

Of your arms

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About heatherd001

Hello! My name is Heather. I'm sixteen years old and I love to write (poems mostly) but I'm working on some story- and novel-writing. Writing is a creative outlet for me.
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