Nothing Is Ever Finished

Nothing Is Ever Finished

I keep your memories
Locked in a box,
Hidden in my heart.
Like you keep
Your love for me,
Hidden in your mind.

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Incomplete;
Without the piece
You took from me.
Life is a spectrum that exists
Between the black and white.
Grey; being questions that have no answer.

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Memories of you: forever chasing me.
The key to my heart,
Stolen from me.
I do not believe in the definitive.
Nothing is ever finished…
Until all is said and done.

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I’m giving up the fight.
As neither can win,
Without another glance behind.
Did I leave some pages empty?
The story lies unfinished…
Trapped in times like before.

….but words that I cannot write
Will echo evermore hereafter.

—–XxXxX—–

14 thoughts on “Nothing Is Ever Finished”

  1. If you have your eyes on the rear view mirror, the only way you can safely move is backwards. To move forward you need to look ahead. But once in a while, a glance in the rear view won’t go amiss. Such is life.

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