Posted in heartbroken, original

Of Losing You

Still haunts me to this day when I think about the time

When I was so afraid to lose you,

You were my poetry, my rhyme

But we’d just lose it all, who knew?
No one told me it was fleeting and I got caught up

Too afraid, so I didn’t move

I looked around and I stopped 

I was afraid of losing you but I lost you all the same

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A story teller, a writer, and sometimes, a poet.

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