Shelve It

You’re the last chapter

In my tattered Book of Love.

It’s time to shelve it.

 

dog-eared pages torn

clichés fade to sepia

like yesterday’s dreams

 

and you flicked what’s left

of my broken heart off my

sleeve into the dirt.

 

Thought I’d saved the best

for last; you proved me wrong for

the last time. Again.

 

 

SusanWritesPrecise/ Susan Marie Shuman

 

 

 

 

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