To meet again
People say when loved ones pass,
That time is one good healer,
Well 8 months down that awful path,I’m still a non believer.
Everyday my thoughts get strong,
And one becomes a dreamer,
But the dreams don’t do what I want them to do,
"My love"I just can’t see her.
The path I take to help in grief just gets a little steeper.
If life does not improve from now,
My answer is to meet her.
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