Over You

And here to wrap up this month of looking back with a poem about not being able to leave the past behind …

Made of sticks and stones

photo credit: Giuseppe Milo (www.pixael.com) Staring at sunset – Skerries, Ireland – Color street photography via photopin(license)

I cannot cry no more
Because of all the tears
I’ve cried before,
Because of the oceans I’ve wept
Down to the very depths.
I can’t spend any more time,
Pennies or heartbeats
Over you.
Because that will leave me bankrupt
And I can’t risk another heartbreak
Just yet
When I’m not ready to be
Over you.
© 2018 | Frank Regan, All rights reserved.

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