the_withered_petal on Clubhouse

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In the desperation to get over it
Will she just let anyone hold the place he held for so long
The peace shattered into pieces
The longing in the loneliness
Holds so strong
The summer heat
The autumn winds
The winter chills
Longing for spring
Or the petrichor
After the first monsoon shower
Reminds her of his woody odour
She sits hugging his stolen shirt
His favorite black
Black as black the darkness into which his love for her faded away
She cradles the shards of love
Which make her soul bleed
Holding waiting longing
Loneliness creeps in
In desperation will she ever let anyone else hold the place
Her soul parched
Her heart shattered
None will ever find a place
For the love was meant between him and her
Always and forever
The summer heat
The autumn winds
The winter chills
Longing for spring
She dies a little every night
She's befriended the darkness
For loneliness chains her by daylight
Forever more she agrees
To bleed by the shards of her love she still holds for him
For once a blossomed flower
Now just lays hidden in her journal in the attic like
The withered petal