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I wish there were pictures
of that beautiful day...
to remind me
of her radiance.
The first kiss,
the passion in between,
the last never-let-me-go embrace.
I cry every day
remembering.
Smile at the jokes,
the way she held me.
The way she buried
herself in my chest
after I buried
myself in hers.
Life is so unfair.
This love
was just blooming ~
by no means dead.
How
could they be
so cruel?
copyright 2021
by Insomnia
(AJ Kline Robinson)
written October 26, 2021
7:31 p.m. ~ 7:34 p.m.
I wish there were pictures
of that beautiful day...
to remind me
of her radiance.
The first kiss,
the passion in between,
the last never-let-me-go embrace.
I cry every day
remembering.
Smile at the jokes,
the way she held me.
The way she buried
herself in my chest
after I buried
myself in hers.
Life is so unfair.
This love
was just blooming ~
by no means dead.
How
could they be
so cruel?
copyright 2021
by Insomnia
(AJ Kline Robinson)
written October 26, 2021
7:31 p.m. ~ 7:34 p.m.
