i wonder,
is he leaving?
steadily becoming a memory,
causing me to cling to now.
no one told me
that i would hear it in his bones
or in the way he'd say my name.
but they did say to love,
because in one second he could be
gone.
t.m.v
Jan 19, 2014
Jan 19, 2014 at 4:26 PM UTC
i wonder,
is he leaving?
steadily becoming a memory,
causing me to cling to now.
no one told me
that i would hear it in his bones
or in the way he'd say my name.
but they did say to love,
because in one second he could be
gone.
t.m.v
"You are my heaven"
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