It exists in the space between heart beats.
In shadows of trees on the sidewalk.
In the moment after the flash
and before the thunder.
In the distance between the words,
I love you.
It hovers between joy and heartache.
It flows through memories of
Now and then, here and gone, alive and not.
But it never dies, just changes it shape
To fit the time
The place,
The broken heart.
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A lot of emotion packed into those lines…brilliant.
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Thank you my friend… you are so kind 🙂
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Emotionally written from the heart amazing
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thank you for the complement and thank you for reading. I look forward to visiting your blog… 🙂
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