Ink on the last line
I pen the final words, the story now sealed Through every storm, I chose your name But now I'm left with nothing, but with the pain Letting go is all that's left to do Yeah, releasing the love, that once shown true You brought me tears, I held it tight I stayed for love, Though it was unmade But now I choose to love myself, more So I stopped holding tight the love, that wasn't mine! May happiness find you, wherever you roam Thank you for lessons that helped me thrive Your presence was brief, but memories remain I'll hold them close, but our paths won't meet again! You were my unwritten page, my unspoken line But I couldn't finish the story and had to decline! For my own sake, I'm walking away from the pain Promising not to return,ever again! The final sentence, forever at rest. -Privya
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