She can write for days
In a teary-eyed haze
And the more sadness that develops
The more ink she craves
And she sits in awe of the power
Of a good hard cry
Wondering how tears seem to cause
Such sorrowful thoughts to finally die
© 2018 Michelle Cook
They disintegrate like ash
Fluttering away on lofty breezes
I am nothing and they are always something
Something glittery and unattainable
Pieces of a whole that I will never have
Parts of a picture-perfect world that I will never see
There for a split second in time
Then drifting away at warp speed
Friends are often like that
Hold them close while you can
© 2018 Michelle Cook
Many loves
She did find
Ever existing in
The hopeless kind
Hearts scattered
Far and wide
None of them ever
By her side
Fond remembrances
Of what couldn’t be
Heart still breaking
Wanting free
Empty reflections
Left in the mirror
Hidden behind
One final tear
© 2018 Michelle Cook
Hope whispered a promise
Quietly in her ear
Reminding her that happiness
Would eventually draw near
© 2018 Michelle Cook
Connected by love
The kind that only comes from heaven above
Connected at the heart
Knowing life is too short to spend it apart
Connected by a dream
Of one day being an unstoppable team
Connected in soul
Each one always making the other feel whole
Connected by magic
The miles between them is undeniably tragic
© 2018 Michelle Cook
Writing prompt – Connected by love
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