this time
that I will not see you grow
or know where you are
will be different
I have learnt at last
not to miss you.
I couldn't save you from him,
and I do not love you now.
YOU ARE READING
Shattered Reflections
Poetry"There was a moment in my life when I could not tell the difference between a window and a mirror. I could look into both and see everything but myself." Rudy Francisco, Helium - Windows and Mirrors A diary of sorts, to help me to remember.
