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Expressing my regret trough poems since alcohol its getting to expensive.



The high curves of your mountains,

watching your silhouette while

the sun goes down.

Trying to implant the last memory

Of those soft petals, that I used to kiss.

Why ? Just why? The valley got dried

If the only thing I did was to pour those buckets,

Of kindness whenever you felt pain.

Over and over again.

Maybe that was my mistake.

Giving you more than

you could take.

Without considering

That more it’s not

always the best

And the best wasn’t me

Even though I thought it

was meant to be.

I will just leave you to rest .

Such beautiful landscape,

shouldn’t be touch.

© 2021 Heidi Richiez