This is heartbreaking. Never to return to the one you love.

Powerfully penned, Neville. Excellent storytelling my friend. Some never learn it seems. Appreciate you.

Damian

Tremendous. Powerful work, my friend.

Please excuse this late response to your heart-warming and otherwise encouraging review comments for which I am seriously very grateful .. Kind regards and wishing you and yours all the very best of All Good Things, Neville 😎🌻👍

War is not for lovers, nor for any real human… Unfortunately even when you don’t want to fight, sometimes there is no other option. sadly… it’s the people who get the bad consequence while the ones in power stay in power, greed… greed and more greed… their ego seems never to be filled, and I don’t believe these kind of people will learn anything, because they don’t look to this as “mistake”. Still, good peaceful coffee morning ☕☕ dearest Neville ✨🌻

Of course, You are absolutely right & I know no one who know this for real more than You .. I am raising my extra large mug of strongest black coffee to You write now my dearest G .. 😎💛🌻⭐🌟☕☕👍

Brilliant, my friend.

hello dearest Neville I think you always meant somethingto this person… people come and go in my life and it is the nature of this fact that sends my soul wandering great write ❤️

Powerfully penned, Neville. Excellent write my friend, this has layers. Nicely done, sir. Appreciate you.

Damian

How incredibly kind of you, I really am so very grateful .. Your visit, the time you spent here and subsequent heart-warming review means far more to me than you might presently imagine .. Kindest of regards & wishing you all the very bestest of all good things .. Neville 😎👍

I’m glad we are on the same side .. and won’t forget the kind gesture .. My mum was a Mary too by the way .. 😎💜👍

Neville, many snaps and hell yeses, plus a ‘bag of chips’, as an old friend used to say.

In a similar situation, my first wife had tears in her eyes when she handed me the papers to sign. Maybe it was thinking about failure, cause what she said was “we were supposed to be forever.” True enough, but we had both changed and couldn’t find what we once had. It was extremely disheartening, since it was her who had the affair and ended it.

Life is strange I think. Why is it that even as memories become “fragmented” and “distanced”, they never go away completely, they haunt, reminding me of my failure to love her better.

Curt

sentiment seriously reciprocated .. 😎🌻👍

This kind of put me in a sad mood, separation, memories… the human psychic. when we think we moved on, yet suddenly something comes up and everything comes to the surface. yes true, life is unpredictable, what we might think it’s love in a moment, later it might appears it’s not, what we were once, later we might not be. from togetherness to separation.

Before we die, we need to read the book of longing. well damn. I need that book. Nice spill.

Being too kind is gonna get you everywhere, every time .. Bless you Fia .. Neville 😎👍

Passionately penned, Neville. Excellent write my friend.

“still tapping

on the bedroom

window

in the key

of F sharp minor ..”

Always dig a write that mentions music. Appreciate you.

Damian

Wow. Great write. It is what it is! I too like the musical reference.

Be sure to read her this longing, because I’m pretty sure she would join the ride…. passionate and hot!

This is so tender
Favorite part is how you ended it

“with not one hint

of a beginning, no signs of a

middle nor trace of an imminent end even”

“These words may have no beginning”… they have no end either… Enchanting, captivating, breathtaking… passionate as only how passion should be. this is a masterpiece of poetry and love, though the reader smiles as they read, yet it pulls a tender tear from the heart, a tear of love. Mr. Ken would be joyous reading this. beyond gorgeous….

Beautiful work.

Beautifully penned, Neville. A very delicate write my friend. Excellent work.. Appreciate you.

Damian

After reading the comments above, what could I possibly say? Hopefully, and it’s not just my wishful thinking it is the end part that is “real”. But that middle should be “real” as well. Damn Neville, your poem makes the reader (me) hope it is all “real” (and yes, even the fantasy parts!!) The sum of all these parts is: I loved reading your poem, Neville!!!!!!!!!

Curt