Storm

I loved you last,
I loved you most,
I love you still, as a ghost.

There’s no mistaking,
a heart that is breaking,
the pain comes rolling in,
like a storm,
it breaks through me,
until I can’t breathe,
flooded with your memory.

7933405760_30c6cd7009_oPhoto: Martina K.

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