I slowly tiptoe into the part of my mind
That has been locked up for some time.
There was a few cobwebs here and there
And I blow some dust off your picture.
Your chocolate eyes still fill my aching heart
With warmth and I still remember every part,
Every lyric and note of your favorite song.
Even now, each memory of you is still strong
And your loud laugh and voice still echoes
As I slowly let that door of my mind close;
One day, I'll find the strength to come back again,
And I hope you know that I'll always remember you.
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The Chaos
PoetryWelcome to the chaos of my mind. A collection of original poems by me. "A poet is, before anything else, a person who is passionately in love with language." -W.H. Auden "That was her gift, she filled you with words you didn't k...