This heartache this sadness
this feeling of pain
to think I'll never hear your voice
or see your face again
The loneliness without you
is beyond belief
I can't come to terms with
this feeling called grief
It's so hard to describe just how I feel
without you beside me
time has only stood still
I sit for hours in your favourite chair
talk to your photo
wishing you were there
I touch your clothes & start to weep
I hug your pillow
& try to sleep
Life must go on
I suppose it's true
but a day doesn't pass
without thinking of you
To treasure your memory
I must carry on
but nothing else matters
now that you've gone.
By Paul Vincent Brown.
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Author:
vincent2theo (
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- Published: September 6th, 2018 02:39
- Category: Sad
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