Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jan 2015
I'm on a deathbed without you here
1095 days
Today would've made three years
You gave me a gift on Christmas
The gift of leaving me
Oh what a painful thing
I wonder what I did wrong
And I'm trying to move on
But I can't
I clinged to the one thing that made me happy
And destroyed me all at once
My heart whimpers at the thought of you
You can feel her hands around your waist
And I can feel them around my neck
Aubree Brianne
Written by
Aubree Brianne  23/F
(23/F)   
353
   Margaret B and Erenn
Please log in to view and add comments on poems