He looks outside the hotel window
and sees his love driving away
after an awful teary breakup.
This time he knows she’s not
coming back, and he’ll never see
her again.
He was more right than he
realized. His girlfriend had a car
accident that night that took her
out of this world forever.
Now he sits in a room in that same hotel,
a hotel he stays in on business trips.
The day grows dark, and rain starts to fall
along with his tears as he remembers
the love he lost forever.
Bob Boyd
Author: BobBoyd
80, last Piscean month, cancer survivor, work out 3 times a week, ride my exercise bike 2 hours daily. Began writing poetry October 2023, living in Greensboro, North Carolina, long ago from MA.
Retired and enjoying a solo, reclusive life, feeling fantastic and eternally youthful, always researching and gaining knowledge. Most of my poems are fictional, some are not.
I write about Spirituality, Mysticism, the Paranormal, 411s, Nature, Birds, Animals, Romantic Love, Death, Historical events like The Burning Times, Fictional Characters I Create, and much more . I write a minimum of 3 poems daily.
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