Run Away.

guiding light

Come take my hand.

We’re inches away, several miles apart.

Just a little closer. Just a bit more.

You tear up on cue, with a wary soul.

Clouded judgement, forgotten memories.

We promised forever,  minds at war.

A love of a lifetime.

Where did we go wrong?

Shards of glass broken, as still as the moonlight.

And now, a fleeting glimpse of goodbye.

10 Comments Add yours

    1. Ice Canicosa says:

      Thanks for the re post 🙂 I hope that you find what you are looking for.

  1. sixdegreesofseparationn says:

    I see a face on the photo and a dog!

    1. Ice Canicosa says:

      Haha. Well, you’ve always had interesting perspective on stuff.

      Hope all is well D 😉

      1. sixdegreesofseparationn says:

        And I’m weird. I know. Haha.

        Well erm. Nah. Everything is not fine, sadly. But I will be. Like I always say. 🙂

      2. Ice Canicosa says:

        Yes, things will be ok, one way or the other 🙂

  2. I guess the promises are always the worst part of the relation.

    1. Ice Canicosa says:

      Broken promises indeed are.

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