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Taylor Simpkins Poem
I didn't know it would be the last time I saw you.
I didn't know it would be the last time I looked into your eyes.
I didn't know it would hurt me so badly.
I didn't know it would be my goodbye.
How could I have known the hole you'd leave?
How could I have known there wasn't much time?
How could I have known it would hurt me this much?
How could I have known that without you, I'd struggle to survive?
I see you still, in the morning sun, just as I feel you in a gentle breeze.
I see you when the red birds fly, just as I see you in my dreams.
I see you in my cup of coffee, or in a fresh baked loaf of bread.
I still see you in every part of my life, I'm just the needle, while you, were the thread.
Copyright © Taylor Simpkins | Year Posted 2025
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