for stories yet untold

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You're right. You're right.

I wanted, needed to keep holding hands with you

but until I make things right

that's impossible to do


for now

I'll just hold you in my heart


All good things...

All the best things

are worth waiting for

if not

the story will lie there

unwritten


Maybe the time's not right

I don't know

It's a quarter past four in the mourning

I do know

When they stop turning the page

when they don't stop to listen

it's time to bow out

gracefully


Around and round the story goes

and let the reader

always beware

for hearts lurk

wait unawares

for stories yet untold



It's sad

these pages

I never meant for them to be


and if they laugh
if they snort their noses in derision
remember
he who laughs last
laughs loudest

so laugh
right along with them