Hi! Go check out my new, poem book 'Lost...' and be sure to let me know how it is?
We don't really know how much someone means to us until they leave. And after that, we spend sleepless nights, playing over and over again the most memorable moments in our minds. We keep playing the fight, like a video in loop. We have lost them, and along with them, ourselves...
So this is kind of an apology to all those people I've hurt knowingly and loving. This is poem an apology, so truce?