~The H Word~ by Hazel Urquhart
"Genuine poetry can communicate before it is understood" ~ T.S. Eliot
The only place he yearned to be,
was wrapped up in her arms,
completely.
The air now felt so cold,
empty space all around,
lonely.
He’s tried to move on,
find someone to take her place,
failure.
So, now he embraces silence,
in love with his memories,
alone.
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~The H Word~ by Hazel Urquhart 
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