Breaking Away
In the corner of the living room
there was an album of unbearable photos.
No matter how much I want to, I cannot look.
The memories are too painful.
I will always love her.
I will never forget her.
I pick up the album with trembling hands,
pushing the pain aside as I open the book.
With every page I turn, the pain subsides a little more.
By the end of the book
I have realized that I am healed
and I broke away from those pages.
kittman101 commented on Breaking Away
08-03-2009
In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.
Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.
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