Tomorrow We Become Strangers

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4 years ago

In communities: Poems and flash fictions(2b1a) , Just Poems(e12c)

Love fixed our hearts and our broken wings

First time we faltered, the next flight bears the sting

Souls tied and untangled but the mind plucks the string

What agony it is to cover the ears in notes we can't sing

Filling gaps with lies, it's never easy but we tried

All the promises failed us, our valentine flowers has dried

We demanded distance to make it all subside

The blame was not over and the accountabilities are denied

What makes the heart grow a little wiser?

Is it the aftermath when the day gets a bit brighter?

Or the peace of the night that sets us sleep and forget about the anger?

We made ourselves fond of the night, so tomorrow we become strangers.

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Hmmm it seems you are an insider in this poem , I felt your pain.

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Eybyoung

4 years ago

Sadness. Pain. I felt that emotion in this poem.

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Jabs

4 years ago

"We made ourselves fond of the night, so tomorrow we become strangers." — a summary of the pain . Funny how we used to talk to a certain person almost everyday, and then one day, you become strangers.

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Charlotte

4 years ago

It's true. I dont even know how people are able to pretend not to know you after all the conversations

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Winona

4 years ago

The song we don't talk anymore is a good song to similar to this😢

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Charlotte

4 years ago

I can feel the pain to this poem, i think the writer undergo such pain.

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DAM-MAD

4 years ago

Our existence is very fickle in other's minds. And mostly they will remember when they need you and then afterwards it goes back the way it was, like you never even existed.

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