I'll never know your favorite author
Or your favorite song
But I do remember how you always had ice in your water
How has it been so long?
Nearly a year since you left this world
When I remember I tear up and start to choke
I miss hearing the same stories every time I saw you
I miss you
October is fast approaching
And so is the feeling I had last year
I was in early mourning for what I knew was coming
I wish I could go back
And ask you every question
I wish I knew more about you
But I can't
You're never coming back
YOU ARE READING
A Fraction of My Thoughts
PoetryI write poems sometimes and I want an outlet to share them to. I hope somebody can relate to them and feel understood when they read them. btw none of them go together, it is all just random stuff that I have written when I need to rant. Enjoy!
