We once held hands interlocking fingers,
A promise to each other
We said we would be strong,
That the vast oceans wouldn’t separate us
And we would make it work.
But then the winter arrived with darkened seas,
and dangerous, unchartered waters.
Questioning the belief we had in each other
Whether we could keep the darkness at bay.
Do you think it’s enough?
Is it ever enough?
For we surrendered to bleakness,
to be tossed about at the whim of the waves.
Where do we go?
We keep rewinding
A barrel of promises smashed in the weeds
This post is for Day 13 of UBC and Daily Chatter
Thank you. ?
Healthwealthbridge by Dr.Amrita Basu says
This is stunning. Does love stories really need to end like this.
Thanks, Amrita. Yeah. Many end like this, I guess.
Soumya Prasad says
Sadly, some love stories end like these 🙁
Yes. True that. Thanks for dropping by, Soumya.
Oh no.. sad when it happens… 🙂
Yes. It is. ?
My Era says
Beautifully penned <3
Thanks Me. Just back from vacation. I will catch up on your posts. ?
Broken promises and love stories are sometimes made for each other..good one 🙂