I just cried
I missed her
I missed her so much I could touch it
But she was gone
Forever
I felt sad for her
But most of all I felt sad for me
But most of all I felt sad for me
So I cried
And I cried
I hadn’t ever met anyone like her
The times that we spent together were
Now, looking back, surreal
Now, looking back, surreal
I was in a different place and time
I was in her place and time
And I reveled in it
But now I missed her
Terribly
For a while
During the first three or four months
After she was gone
I often cried uncontrollably
During the first three or four months
After she was gone
I often cried uncontrollably
I lamented what I had lost
I was grieving
I was lost
So I cried
Then, one night, I made a pact
I would cry no more
Not for her
Not for me
She was gone, and I had to get used to it
Crying wouldn't bring her back
She didn’t care that I was crying
She didn’t even know that I was crying
Because she was gone
Forever
The pain that I felt slowly abated
The loss became less
That she was gone didn’t matter so much
As the months then the years, passed by
As the months then the years, passed by
I was getting used to the loss
And then she was a loss no more
She was a just memory
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