Nostalgia

By: Toni Havens

Her heart is weak.

The bittersweet moon catches her reminiscing in recycled memories.

Dolled up thoughts tempt a foggy heart.

Pure bliss sleeps next to you.

Forget the past.

He loves you.

Happiness yours to grasp, more comfortable embracing pain.

Taking for granted the life they’ve made.

Fading memories she would rather save.

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