I've shed many tears in my life
But you?
You my friend.
The day I lost you
Was the day a part of me died.
I've never felt something so cold.
I didn't want to leave you.
I wanted to wake you up,
Take you home,
Happy and healthy.
With me.
And now you're gone.
My buddy.
My best friend.
It's been almost a year since you passed.
Since you left.
I'm so sorry buddy.
I made sure to sleep next to you last night.
With your toy next to you
And your favorite treats.
You were and are loved so much.
Now there's a void
That only you can fill.
I will see you one day.
Not today or tomorrow.
But someday.
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Open Wounds
PoetrySome wounds have healed. Some are new. And some are reopened. They get larger and deeper. More painful. What will become of these open wounds? The healing process is hard, Tedious, Strenuous, But it is worth it.
