After the Funeral
After the funeral, I am sad, so very broken
I have not heard from anyone or even spoken
Flooded with Memories of our vows, our plan
You were to be my forever in life, my only man
Tears stinging like shards of glass from my heart
bleeding from the reality of forever being apart
They say it will get better, it won’t be very long
but it will be an eternity to accept you are gone
7/29/18
Fiction
Copyright © Tania Kitchin | Year Posted 2018
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