An End to a Love Story

broken heart

The silence seemed shattering,

there were no more words to say.

Silently like creeping spiders,

spinning their webs,

they sat,

one looking at the other.

No spark, no magic,

there w as nothing that remained –

of the yesterdays they left behind.

It was the classic scene,

as in any movie,

that time had played its game

and it was time to move on.

Neither he nor she was willing to be,

the first to say good-bye.

There were memories,

of days spent in the sun.

Days when comfort was,

meant for just the two of them,

then came the storm clouds

and the gray days took over.

The words of love they shared,

just drifted away,

like waves upon the ocean.

Suddenly there was a void,

so big that nothing could fill it.

There were only regrets

and thoughts of what could have been.

Three sunrises, three sunsets,

three years of bliss,

had been theirs,

until that fateful day,

when the embers had grown cold.

They had tried so hard,

to make them glow again,

but if words could do nothing,

if there was no longer any closeness,

then it was time to move on.

He was the first to walk on over

and reached out for her hand.

She took it trembling,

tears in her eyes.

They knew this was good-bye,

forever more –

there would be no more passion,

no more words of love.

For them the final curtain,

had fallen and with it their compassion.

How it had all happened,

they both weren’t sure,

but somewhere along the journey,

they had lost that golden thread –

that had kept them together.

So now all that remained,

was to gather their souvenirs,

to remember the good times,

to not let the bad –

leave footprints on their souls.

So with many sad sighs,

they parted with one last kiss,

a kiss that sealed their fate,

knowing in their hearts,

that as much as they wished it wasn’t so –

their love had died.

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About Rasma R

I live in Riga, Latvia. I was born in N.Y.C. Love to write articles and poetry. Instruct people in the English language. Live in the suburbs with my husband Martin and my wonderful cat Sid. I love rock and roll, cooking, reading, poetry and traveling.
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2 Responses to An End to a Love Story

  1. Interesting.
    I do like that they end on a much more kindly note than many.

  2. rbaldwin0204 says:

    Rasma, this is beautiful. I hope they each find love again.

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