Your picture is worth a million words

When it burned it leaves a trail of dust

The wind came just to blow it away

When you said “I love you”

It meant everything

When your picture turned to flames

Love lost it’s meaning

Weak and unprotected in my own dreams

Why did you stop talking to me?

You did't have to leave me dreaming

What ended the conversations?

Saying , “Goodbye”

Or walking away?
 
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