an epistolary [semi-colon series II] completed Losing "her" was blue, like I'd never known Missing "her" was dark gray, all alone Forgetting "her" was like trying to know Somebody I never met But loving "her" was red Loving "her" was red Touching "her" was like realizing all you ever wanted Was right there in front of you Memorizing "her" was as easy as knowing all the words To your old favorite song - TS first page: 08/24/23 last page: 08/31/23 published: 08/31/23