Death of me | By: Cynthia Ruiz | | Category: Poem - Death Bookmark and Share

Death of me

I'm sitting in my room
Remembering all the good times
I had with you
They say you're gone for good
But I know that nothing can keep us apart
Six feet is nothing
compared to my love for you
I know you are around me
Every single day
I still feel you
In so many different ways
No one believes me
They call me crazy
But I know they're wrong
They say loosing someone close
Can be lethal
But accepting that they are gone is worse
Tonight I will hold you in my arms
And you'll whisper sweet I love you's

Maybe one day my so-called denial will drift away
I might be able to accept that
You are Gone
But doing that will be the
Death of me
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