Bridge to Burn



I've built a thousand bridges.
All of them leading up to you,
Yet, you never cross them to meet me.

You stare, 
You question and you linger. 
But never have you crossed a bridge to meet me.

With time these bridges will rot and fall apart. 

When that day comes;
You will never see the traces of a bridge,
Leading you to meet me.

Note: Though I believe that true love never really dies; it is possible for the human heart to give up Hope. Because what perpetuates us is Hope. But once that is lost; the heart learns to move on and bury the memories into the past and move forward with hopeful eyes for a brighter tomorrow. 

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