Decades of heartache
You’d think it  would pass
The memories linger 
Unbridled … amassed. 

Nothing dissuades 
The image of you
I’m haunted and plagued
Nothing much I can do.

I try to keep busy
Don’t dwell on the past
No reference to moments
That just didn’t last.

Music and photos 
Avoided, ignored
Kept in  a box 
Protected and stored.

Kept private …. kept secret
This pain in my heart
There in my dresser
There…. in the dark.


Photo from Google Images: thatsweetgift.com

Author: Patty Richardson

Writer: Film scripts, poetry, short stories.

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