I know city life wasn't for you, but. I know you would have enjoyed the view regardless. I just wish you were here to actually tell me.
I feel like I don't know you anymore. I am constantly questioning if you existed in my life.
I don't know if I remember you or if I am making it all up in my head.
I wish I had more time to get to know you. I wish I had more time to grow with you.
YOU ARE READING
Processing my Greif
PoetryWithin two years of my life, I had 5 people in my family pass away. My biggest loss was my step mom. Three years later and the whole she left is still very real and raw. Here are some pieces I have written trying to transform and process my grief. w...
