You have only been gone for a while but I still can't grasp the idea of saying goodbye and never seeing you again. Seeing your body with arms which once held me disappear beneath a mound of earth and having to settle for a cold, hard piece of marble which will represent you from this day forth. Never feeling your arms around me again, never again hearing your soft whispers promising me the moon and stars, and never again seeing your loving smile play upon your lips. Staring out the window I see small water droplets pattering down on the world and wonder whether you can hear the soft thump-thump there were you lay, whether the cool drops seem refreshing to you as they roll down your cheek, similar to the tear drops on mine. Thunder crashing down on the world making me jump and I can't help but imagine you sitting up and scolding Mother Nature for waking you out of your eternal sleep. You loved the rain and would drag me out in it just to dance and play, I see you dancing in it and saying life is a song you just have to find your own beat to dance to. How do I say goodbye, if the world around me still hasn't expected your absence.
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A little of me... (poems)
RandomI started writing at the age of 14 but first with poems and only after some time into books. These are some of the poems that I wrote over the years and as you will see my style and technique remained the same it just became more refined. I express...
