Sitting alone
The time came so fast
When your breath became your last
Without you by my side
Sitting In this empty chair
Listening to the still air
I think about the last time we were together
I thought it would be like that forever
I sit in a pool of sorrow
Holding on until tomorrow
On my check a salty trail lingers
That I wipe away with my fingers
My thoughts go back to you
As they often do
I think about your smile
As the memories start to compile
I miss you everyday
In each and every way
1 comment:
This is a beautiful poem about loss. It reminds you how all the time you have is precious.
Remember the good times :)
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http://faithsblog-thequill.blogspot.com
keep writing :)
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