As the clock strikes midnight
And the love dies
Reality smacks us
Right in the jaw
The harsh winter
Greets us like an old friend
When love ends
It fades away
Like a half rainbow
That disappears in the sky
Beautiful
But
Incomplete
Midnight
When the magic dies
And the next day
Begins
Where love doesn’t follow
It's left behind
In the yesterdays of forever.
-C.H.
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