Love,
my love
my heart stopped
in your quiet eyes.
Tried to warn you but
too late with that handprint.
Not heartbroken, not whole either.
With that handprint, I can't move on.
Because of my heart and your handprint,
and the impact you've made, I can't just go.
Thinking about you more as time goes,
trying to move on gets harder.
That handprint lives forever.
Live, how hard could it be?
I hide in my words.
Living with you
without me...
Hanprint,
gone.
Author notes
I was inspired by the title That Handprint in my friends contest.
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