Letting you go was never my choice,
Holding you was the greatest gift.
Seeing you in your death bed,
Make monsters grow in my head.
Letting you go was never a choice,
If only I could hear your voice.
My tears might stop falling,
When I see the stars aligning.
Remembering you is a curse,
A curse I would never want to reverse.
Loving you took my heart,
But maybe heavens might give us a new start.
In another life.
©katrinavt0
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