‘You aren’t meant to be’, they said.
Everyday a reflection of their speech.
Left us morose together, morose alone.

We were happy together.
We saw it in each others’ eyes
Parted lips, scented cologne.

There are no signs, you say?
What matters The Universe?
For we, together, defy it.

Valentine’s Week Challenge: Seven Poems For Seven Days. (Day Two)
Another original

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