1 year,
You are no longer here.
Souls that dream alone, lie awake.
The most real thing ever felt,
has burned away and melt'd.
Soft and sweet,
now hard concrete.
Warm sounds of love,
Now I'm deprived of.
Your face still there,
robbing me of air.
1 year,
1,000 tears.
Your voice still laughs,
mocking my weak thoughts.
Thought I'd be stronger,
not a shell of who I used to be.
You have taken the half of me.
1 year,
full of fear.
For the day I won't recall,
that you were once my all.
Your face now clear,
will fade in time.
Like you were never even mine.
©️ TrueTrizz
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White Lies • a decade's diary
PoetryAbout the girl I used to be, am currently and will be in the future. • » Look in the mirror and you'll see me clearer « • white lie noun plural noun: white lies a harmless or trivial lie, especially one told to avoid hurting someone's feelings.
