Saturday, July 16, 2016

In all the little things

I feel her gone

in all the little things
in folded clothing
and wedding rings

in notes she'd leave
and memories of her smile
and in the the reality that we've

Become a memory for her. 

Not worthy of
Her pain and love
She'd rather be mistreated by him.
Than spend forever with me.

in every little thing
she reminds me
there is another way, she brings

Happiness and comfort

Open and honest
Her pain and her passion
She is a comfort to my heart

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