Lost love 2

I’m digging out an old wooden box placed in a rough corner of attic,
tryna search for lost words
that fell down my lips,
and never reached you.
While picking them up, my white gown caught dirt,
the scent of roses escaping the white sheets whispered in my ears,
“Will you love him again?”

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