When I start to
think about you…
my heart gets heavy
and my knees get weak
trying to fill the void
of emptiness, I seek
anything to keep me
out of the dark stormy rain
that lives inside me.
When I start to
see the days go by…
My heart gets heavy,
knowing the things you’ve missed.
The life unlived,
and the kisses unkissed.
The wishes… still wished
that that day would soon come,
and the let downs would cease,
and in my arms you’d run
forever…
without the bars between us.
When I think about you,
but until then that’s all that I can do.
-S, 12/1/22
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