We held on tight, though the edges bled,
Words like knives, too much unsaid.
Love once soft turned sharp and cold,
A story too heavy, too bitter to hold.
So now we part, no fight, no blame,
Two hearts too tired to play the game.
Sometimes letting go is how we heal,
Leaving behind what we can't rebuild.\n\nCindy Yanuar
https://www.poemhunter.com/poem/bitter-end-2/
Words like knives, too much unsaid.
Love once soft turned sharp and cold,
A story too heavy, too bitter to hold.
So now we part, no fight, no blame,
Two hearts too tired to play the game.
Sometimes letting go is how we heal,
Leaving behind what we can't rebuild.\n\nCindy Yanuar
https://www.poemhunter.com/poem/bitter-end-2/
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00:00We held on tight, though the edges bled.
00:03Words like knives, too much unsaid.
00:06Love once soft turned sharp and cold.
00:09A story too heavy, too bitter to hold.
00:12So now we part, no fight, no blame.
00:16Two hearts too tired to play the game.
00:19Sometimes letting go is how we heal.
00:22Leaving behind what we can't rebuild.