Sunday, April 2, 2017

Grief 

I liked your eyes 

I liked the way they looked at me 
I can't describe it 

You always treated me well 


And I know that the next person, whoever she is, you will treat her really well 

That's the kind of person you are 

I feel really heavy 

At one point, I thought you could have been the person for me

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