Every day as time passes by
I am reminded of you
And the space that has begun to grow
The cracks that have begun to divide us
Into two moments; then and now
Then was when I had you
Now is without you
And somewhere in between you left me
I lost you
And I forgot how to breathe.
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Where The Grass Grows
PoetryA poetry collection about life & death, love, loss, & grief. Written through the lens of a 15-17-year-old girl. These poems are a collection of my story. Take care of them. They mean the world to me.
