Torn

Torn

Wearing my torn t-shirt

she looked amazing

while a giggle escaped

from between the lips

I tasted unafraid of hurt.

As life brought dangerous curves

hand in hand the gravel road gave way

to passionate filled days

while I lost my breath knowing

we would never be torn apart.

Walks among collapsing flowers

should have been a clue

that nothing lives forever

but my heart refused to believe

quickly our hours

would pass much too fast

leave me torn.

Yesterday I seen a butterfly

with you in my eyes

wiped my tears

but didn’t say goodbye.

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