In Parenthesis
- Jessica A. Goolsby

- Apr 27
- 1 min read
Updated: Sep 3

I didn't want to let go of you,
It didn't seem right to do.
Since false words painted white,
A subtle ache in my innerness,
Would this survive my forgiveness?
The seasons that passed,
Decades put in,
The words like flowers,
The substance thin.
“Forever” is said from more than just boys,
I'm left staring at the River's noise,
Of all the people I didn't think you,
A subtle ache in my innerness,
I watched the boat sink in the stillness.
I didn't want to let go,
315 miles of water like memories,
The past like a garden,
(I still love you in parenthesis).
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