When you left,
A part of me went with you.
A part of my heart and a part of my soul
...'part' I say, It was quite a huge chunk
Yet I say you're always with me - but perhaps rather I am always with you.When someone leaves, I get that strange lost feeling.
You're standing all alone, surrounded by snow. It's dark out - there is no sun anymore. And neither is there anyone for miles and miles.
I am alone, with my damp eyes and my emotions, idle from my brain.
I create waterfalls in the place of the snowy, empty streets of my mind.And tonight I am huddled, cowered like a child awoken from a nightmare, shocked that it's taken me so long to come to the obvious realisation that...
From the moment I was born, my heart has been dissected.
And you, my family, got first pick.
When you leave,
A part of me will go with you.- Q.V.
In memory of my loving Grandmother23/07/15
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Kid Icarus
PoetryEmotion fuels me A collection of poems and spoken word // inspired by a friend //