The hardest part, the weakest heart
losing you left the whole ripped apart
never to share those moments we could have treasured
I saw you only yesterday, how can pain be measured
Stolen, all the memories we will never create
all those last minute dinner dates
all the yesterdays that will never be
no more tomorrows lived carefree
So many unfinished verses, words written for you
songs and poems that you will never hear, the world blue
As yesterdays become the past, the future comes into view
a place left missing a spark so true
So much left unaired, unspoken, never said
yesterday left too soon, just an empty room filled with dread
those unwritten words, will live on forever
floating through the air, inbetween the clouds in every weather
Thanks for reading.
Peace & Love.
Kyle.
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