Poetry

Soul Puzzle

“And that’s what hurts the most.
You didn’t just leave —
everything we were was a lie.”

My world was complete with you in it. Like you were the final piece to the puzzle that made up my soul. Everything was perfect, and when the end of us finally arrived, it hit me like a train. And that’s what hurts the most. You didn’t just leave, you told me that everything we were was a lie.

© Sarah Doughty
2018

Was there nothing real after all?

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