On cold mornings
I always take a few minutes out of everyday to picture what it would feel like if you were still here
I imagine you laying next to me
holding my hand
kissing my forehead
on really cold mornings I swear I can still feel your touch
but when the minutes are up
I open my eyes
& you're there
& I'm here
its heart wrenching and horrendous
but that is the reality of this fairytale
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The Forbidden Fruit Reaps Heartache
RandomA collection of poems brought on by my first love, my first heartbreak. Displayed through a collection of words that display raw emotion and the heartwrenching consequences of a life saving love. Enjoy. I hope reading this helps you in the same way...
