It's fantasy I never lived
Dreams I always dreamed,
The stories of us written with pains in my scared heart;
Ever bitter but no regrets
Day I never wished
The end always there
I bury my last broken in yours
Now my soul is empty...
Like a shell been sucked out its vitality.

Goodbye my lover
Adieu to love
Maybe I'll never fall again;
The tale I once told my tender heart
After these bruises and broken
I remember the unsent mail;
Those I read to myself everyday
Hoping to deliver to the one wrote to,
It's just a dream I wish to wake from.

Goodbye my lover
Adieu to these memories
I wish I can bury them with this frail heart,
Healing but so so shattered,
Maybe fate has judge thence
I execute myself on the pillars of this beautiful stories of love,
Flown to the storm my cold heart
It's cold as the heart of the Artics shivering and cracking.

Goodbye my lover
As I cry this silent melodies
The hands that wrote thy beauties
I write tribute to my dead heart
I thought you're the last this heart will ever loved...
Sure you are
There is no room for any on a ruined home
Goodbye my lover
Adieu to love.


Written by Xeviero Benjamin Chukwuebuka
©2022 Xeviero Poetry

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