Thursday, April 11, 2019

Happiness treats you fine?

I miss you.

Days turn into years... and yet I remember the contours of your face.

I whisk away a tear... the very tear I promised never to shed for you.

I miss you.

I work to forget the pain... and sometimes I feel so overwhelmed... will closure ever be mine?

You think of me often... I feel the vibe in my bones.

And,  I miss you.

Has happiness treated you fine? What a strange question it is.

Pure love never fades... it just changes shape.

Our paths will never cross I think... may happiness treat you fine.

I miss you.