Her Jewellery

Sorting through my jewellery box, I found the dainty pearls and gems That I loved to wear On these special occasions. I haven’t touched them in years. The last time I wore a piece Was before they parted ways With my parents and me. I held the delicate, elegant necklace In my hand, before shakingContinue reading “Her Jewellery”

The Scar of a Diamond

The sight of the diamond Scars my heart. Sometimes I choose this trail Because it is your favourite too. However, I end up regretting it Mostly due to seeing her. Her happiness drains my soul As I remember how it is us That are so happy together With no disruptions from the universe. Those memoriesContinue reading “The Scar of a Diamond”

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