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| Small Matters In the empty silence, distrust fills my heart. Could I have done more? Did my words not convince? What part did I share in splitting us apart? Unkind words that were spoken made us both wince; pride overrode love – no "I'm sorry's" were said. Such small matters loom with receding distance. If I could go back, repair small wounds that bled, would we have found healing needed to survive? Surely, small matters mend when bound with love's thread. Only in pale reflections can I revive those warm memories when my heart was alive. An entry for Day 11 of "Invalid Item" Prompt/Form: Terza Rima Line Limit: 11 |