with each passing minute,
i lose a piece of you.
your voice
your smile
your laugh
i often forget about you
as if you never truly existed
but were only a figment
of my imagination
YOU ARE READING
because of you || poetry
Poetryin which the words that dribble from my broken lips are for you may 15, 2018 - july 15, 2019
n i n e t y - o n e
with each passing minute,
i lose a piece of you.
your voice
your smile
your laugh
i often forget about you
as if you never truly existed
but were only a figment
of my imagination
