POEM 97: GOODBYE IS A PROMISE I'LL NEVER KEEP

It climbed down her cheeks
on a lame girl's wobbly feet:
Trails of tears.

Her lips made to part.
Her lips trembled,
but words were stuck in her heart

I walked away, 
her sobs in my head
It echoed and reechoed as I ran away.

I ran away to explode the rage
But on return
She'd shut the door.

If only she knew that goodbye
Is a promise I'll never keep,
she'd have noticed I left my heart behind.

- Stefn Sylvester Anyatonwu




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