fading sadness | poem

it’d be fine if I died tonight

looking up at the pale moon in the sky

while the wind blows across our faces,

always shifting, fingers twitching with disconcert

would it be fine if we died tonight

no suicide, no realized tragedy

looking for a reason to stare

all sadness lifting, fading, vanishing

I want to take

your hand,

but that other person is still in my mind,

and still in your heart.

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Thank you for all my new followers and for 1,000 likes on this blog. It means so much. Thank you for giving me the motivation to post, and I hope you all enjoyed my poem!

~ Sammicakes

4 Comments Add yours

  1. gifted50 says:

    Congratulations on your blog Ms Sammicakes, always a pleasure to read.

    Liked by 1 person

    1. sammicakes says:

      thank you for all your support :))

      Liked by 1 person

      1. gifted50 says:

        You are so so welcome. It is a joy to visit your blog.

        Liked by 1 person

      2. sammicakes says:

        Glad I can offer some joy, I love your posts as well ❤

        Liked by 1 person

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