32 thoughts on “I left.

  1. Beautiful and powerful poem. The last line, coupled with the previous line of the tree reminds me of that phrase, “When the bough breaks, the cradle will fall.”

    …reminding me of what I am currently writing, of a character who is finding his love to be alike a dead rose, though still keeping a rather sharp thorn on its stem. It’s like he uses pain to somehow raise what can no longer be raised, because it is the only thing that resembles what once was. The feelings… still there.

    You have good work. An interesting style, too. 🙂

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