I keep reading
Those last texts you sent me
So I can remember
Why you said we cannot be
But what we were
Those plans we made
We didn’t act them out
You wouldn’t press play
And I can’t help
But think to myself
That somewhere, someday
You’ll think to yourself
‘I’ve missed her
Every day since I left –
She’s a hard woman to leave
And impossible to forget’
Someone will ask
‘Well, why did you go?’
And you’ll tell them,
‘I guess I don’t know’
That’s when it will hurt
That’s when you will see
You lost a part of you
When you walked away from me
– Danyle L. M. 5/7/16
May 7, 2016 at 11:53 pm
lovely poem
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May 7, 2016 at 11:54 pm
Thank you
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May 7, 2016 at 11:54 pm
welcome
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