Resting in Peace, while being broken up with.

Titles, they die.
Expectations lie,
In a bed of roses on
Top of its grave.

I’ll write this broken
Dream a letter,
Everyday-
Until the feeling of reminisce
Fades away,
Hoping that the
Thoughts, can maintain
A sweetness;
Like saying goodbye
Being a weakness, instead of
A relief.

Rest in peace,
To this love.

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