Love Never Gone

Love Never Gone

stored in a voicemail
kept in a downloaded file
she says i love you
a final time

now I stare across a Starbucks table
more than 2 years to the day
wishing words meant more

how can I move on
with a soul held
captive and shackled
right where it belongs
inside the chamber
it was made for

cross-stitched pattern embroidering
what could have been
tossed in a bin
with old poems and mail

hell
not even failing
health can save
what should have always been

the perfect wife 
maybe in another life

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