I lost you that summer.
I grieve for you
I cried myself to sleep every night but that's ok
What's not ok was you leaving
What hurt the most was not the pain but being left behind
It was all the words not spoken yet
It was me wanting you to met my first boyfriend
It was me wanting you to see my first rodeo win
It was me wanting you to be at my wedding
It was me wanting you to be more in my life
I want you home
I want to go back to where you held me
And stop the time where you hold me
For this is the time where you held me
For this time I know when you let me go I will never feel that feeling of your arms around me ever again.
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Life in learning
PoetrySome of these are dark an some at about new found strength. There's also love and other ones that helped me in a lot of situations. So it has a little bit of everything for everybody. Some are mine and others are other people's and I give them cre...
