Killed is What Had Been Between Us Once

Killed is what had been between us once,
when you left me suddenly,
leaving without it really making sense,
I was shattered, full of pain, without hate
you disappeared without us talking things through,
when I lost the essence of our love,
all feelings faded away with nothing remaining,
past is all memories and even sorrow,
without me being able to find anything of you,
like a star you suddenly brightly shot past.

poem by Gert Strydom
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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