Grief and living on.
- Kev Crean
- Feb 1, 2024
- 1 min read
You see me without eyes,
And hear me with no words,
I feel your ghost,
Do you feel my soul?
I watched you go,
I wept your loss,
I held your hand,
But I was too late.
A cold spot grows where once you lived,
Though a warmth eternal,
Dwells within,
To see you go to have you here,
I win you lose you win I lose.
Grief and heartache,
Pain and misery,
Smiles and laughter,
Growth without you.
Forever gone,
But eternally here,
Never forgotten,
But the seconds we miss.
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