#WritcoPoemPrompt115
Threw out old boxes,
Regrets and photographs,
Empty pockets and lockets, filled with your empty promises. Much like thought you put behind it.
Forgetting, and unnoticed the tears that fell you never turned to notice sweat or shrill.
The nonsense and shame went gliding in the rain fast with the water that carried it.
Looking searching swimming and swirl in hopes for a new heart to spoil.
One full of hopes...