Someone else will have to be there for you, I'm done.

Apr 27, 2014 20:54

Another year and you aren't here,
I'm still dealing with the hurt.
Another year that I lived in fear
I'd have to cover you with dirt.

You're still alive but I'm dead inside,
how my love for you has changed.
Maybe you'll miss me on the other side,
many decades after we're estranged.

So I leave you with these words of hope,
because anything else would be a crime.
Take care of yourself, and kick the dope.
I promise you this is the last time.

poetry

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