Perfectly Broken

by Susan Peltier
(Colorado Springs, CO)

There used to be a time
when I couldn't wait to see your face,
hear your voice,or feel your touch.
There used to be a time
when all of our dreams hopes and ambitions were the same,
but now those times seem so distant
and our future only seems to be but a dream,
I wish I could turn back and pick up the broken pieces
of a love that is now just a sad memory
of what we used to be

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