They're safe. All of our memories are safe. I promise they won't get out, but when are you coming back? Yes, I lost you, however, I gained experience and knowledge. Experience in how to love and knowledge in how to be loved. That means the world to me nonetheless, that's nothing compared to having you here again. In a few months or a year, maybe I will forget the pain of having to lose something oh so precious. What I gained is nothing compared to you. No one and nothing will ever compare to you.
YOU ARE READING
He's gone
Poetry[Completed] Someone leaves you, all the good memories play over and over in your head till it's too much. Every emotion you feel gets too much. Like you want to scream them out and I just wrote them down.
