Sitting here trying to catch my breath.
Over reacting on the time of your death.
Trying to feel.you here with me.
Lifting my spirits for all to see.
The waterfront is cool with a warm sensation.
I crave you still, didn't I mention.
Now adjusting to a whole new me without you.
But I bet you missed me to.
It's okay this is just my resting place.
Along the water, I can see your face.
I can smell your odor of vanilla pie.
But still wondering why you had to die.
I know today I won't get the answers I so would like to know.
But eventually my presence will grow.
I already feel your sweet embrace,
If only I can still see your face...
©terrylin53
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