Lost…

Her lock of hair sits in a box.

My broken heart continues beating.

Life carry’s on, she’s left back in time.

Minutes with her were too fleeting.

Her soul stands beside me

unseen are her tears.

She wishes I’d live without pain.

But my arms want my girl,

my eyes ache for her face.

Every morning the hurt starts again.

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2 thoughts on “Lost…

  1. Denise says:

    This is heartbreaking and it’s exactly how I feel…and today is one of my “especially” days, if you know what I mean.

    Too many tears.

    Liked by 1 person

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