There’s a blank sheet of paper before me,
It’s as blank as our lives have become,
But nothing’s been said, though the passion is dead,
We still make believe we are one.
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Hello David How terrible and how sad and hopeless.You write it so well I want you to know that i loved you once But that love has now turned to pain .Those two lines sum up the despair and sadness beautifully Perfection
Sad poem, but beautifully expressed.