A.M. Ream Poetry · February Falls · Poetry

Hidden Treasure

treasure

She felt like
she had nothing left
to offer him,
tattered remnants
of a heart
that had been
countlessly broken.
But to him,
it felt like
she had given him
the whole world,
the priceless treasure
of her love. 

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