There is someone I have lost
Someone I hold dear
It hurts to know
it hurts to feel
It was someone I loved in a way I fear can never be matched
It was someone who hurt more than anyone before they passed
But I know now more than ever
That this someone is doing ten times better
It's a comforting thought that I hold close
One day we'll meet once more
Even if that day is a very long ways off
One day we'll hold hands again and dance and play
Even though it will be far away
All of my friends and family will be there, too
But we all have to wait
We all have to live the present to the fullest
The future may be enticing, but it is not one to rush
The story I write
The story you write
The story we write
They are our lives and more
We must hold them close for some day we must let them go
It is not to worry, there is one very important thing
A single thought with a million translations
"Our stories are only the prologue to a tale never ending"
So keep writing
I know I will
I must
There is nothing and no one
living or beyond
That can stop my story from being written
And there is nothing and no one
Living or beyond
That can stop their story from being written either
My someone may have passed
But it is not the end
Not for me
Not for them
Not for you
All my someone has done is finish their prologue
Now is the beginning of their tale
Their tale that will never end
YOU ARE READING
It Means Something
PoetryEach means something Something incredible A personal experience A small story encasing a deep meaning Read each with a mindful eye In doing so, you may feel what I do I may feel what you do So take your time and hold each word close For each means s...
