No matter how busy life gets,
I still find the time to visit you everyday
I still find the time to tell you about how I am doing, even if it isn't by your side.
I still find the time to give you flowers,
just not directly to you.
I still find the time to read you poetry and love letters I wrote about you,
when you were still here.
No matter how busy life gets, I still find the time to visit you, Because I love you deeply.
Simply telling you about my day is all I need to feel content
Even if all I have left of you is languid grave
-H.R. Larkin
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PoetryDonadagohvi| "𝑈𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑙 𝑊𝑒 𝑀𝑒𝑒𝑡 𝐴𝑔𝑎𝑖𝑛" A collection of poetry written by your's truly<3 (Contains triggers) A/N: Ask before you use any of my poems, please and thank you. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ All Rights Reserved MAYBE ONE DAY |...
