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Jul 2018
Sometimes I smell you although I know your not near and when I think about our time spent i sometime shed a tear. How could it end when it was meant to last for all time, and y cant i do nothing  with out you being on my mind? Do you ever think of me i constanty ask myself? And if you did would it matter enough to put what you have on the shelf. Days are harder and nights are longer, some where along the line someone said id be stronger. I didnt feel that then and i dont feel that now.  Becoming stronger means to let go and i dont want to so i dont see how. How will I grow when the sun nolonger shines, moon light and stars I now embrace as mine.
Ragde Nella
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