I still can't believe it.
It has already been a year.
I remember the last time I saw you and you were smiling.
I remember how you looked different.
You were in pain.
I could see it.
You were his mother.
He is full of regret.
You were his mother.
He is full of thanks.
You were his mother.
He has so much left to say.
You were his best friend.
His rock.
He felt your pain.
He still does.
He still cries.
He still pours your cup of tea.
He pours it every morning.
He leaves in on the window sill.
He still hopes.
He still longs.
It has already been a year.
You were ours.
Even if we didn't know it.
Even if we didn't say I love you.
Even if it didn't feel like it.
You were ours.
Now every month feels like May and
It has already been a year.
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