| Ashe | 23 | she/her |"Her heart singed, her voice burned and the words blew up in smoke"
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Death Of A Soulmate
Death of a Soulmate
Down her cheeks, the tears fell;
She hugged herself, at the midnight spell
The blanket wound around her, tangled up like a thread;
She clutched her chest tightly, curled forlornly in her bed
Yet she couldn’t fathom why, she found herself crying;
Someplace, somewhere the other half of her heart was dying.
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"Autumnal Eternal"
"Walking down the pavement old,
more often I mused of the smile you wore.
Of the myriad of emotions you hid untold;
like a lost poem, imprinted on your soul.
Its words a fine day, I wish could learn;
For its forgotton rhyme had a beauty and yearn.
To burn on my memory and reflect on the heart;
like a folded away letter, from a lover miles apart.
The way your hand brushed 'gainst mine;
like a feather-kissed touch of the fleeting time.
The wind took me as our fingers entwined,
to a land of memories that outlasted time.
Yet here again on the pavement old;
I think of our story that was left untold.
Of the warm days and fall and cold,
and of the words I still retold.
I loved you then and I love you more;
For I left my heart to rest with you,
To beat with yours forevermore."
"Hour glass"
"Stranded in the hour glass; 'Neath the slipping sand. I trudged along the wicked trails, searching for your hand. Then spotted a silhouette far away, and rushed to it with hope; The fate in guise mocked me, and pushed me down the slope"
Prism
If I were to give a color to my emotions they would be white. Blindingly white. The all consuming white, that holds the green of envy, the blue of sadness and the red of anger. The pink of my love hides shyly under the black of my fears. They lay dormant under the plainness of white. Yet the only one capable of bringing them out is you. Holding the prism of my heart in your hands. And watching me break apart like a rainbow in your palm.
"To the other half...”
"How many masks remain to fall;
before I see the real you?
How many secrets are yet to be revealed,
before the trust in me breaks into two?
I've seen you change more colours;
than there existed in rainbows.
I see, you've been writing our story for awhile;
drawing it to an early close.
You gave me a thought to dwell on;
painted in solitary blue.
I sigh, as I look at my heart;
along with all the memories, you took the other half with you"