Without you
A minute
An hour
A day
A little yellow house
A life envisioned
Previously forgotten
Recently ripped away
Pieces to be collected
Never shared
Healing alone
Fated to wonder
Will there be a day
When the thought of you
Passes without tears
Copyright © Makala Schnablegger | Year Posted 2024
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