how could I forget
the shock in your eyes
the tears on your face
the words you said
the clothes you wore
the annoying pelting rain
assailing the leaves
with an unfamiliar rhythm
the damp still air
the waterlogged ground
the brook flowing endlessly
whilst babbling and bubbling
oblivious of your crumbling world

no, my darling,
everyday I relive the vivid picture
of that fateful noon
when I shattered your sweet heart
when I made a terrible mistake
that now haunts me everyday

Daily Prompt: Vivid

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