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Sep 2018
The radio plays,
My mind drifting of the freshly fallen snow,
The snow that surrounds me,

My hands placed upon the wheel of the car,
But I feel somewhere else,
Somewhere far away,
Lost in memory,

I gaze upon your gorgeously sculpted features,
The ones I can visualize so vividly in my dreams,
Your eyes as blue as the painted sky,
Just the perfect shade of ocean water in the moonlight,

The snow fell upon your stunningly dark hair,
Glistening as the light shined on your luscious locks,
Defining your perfect edges,

A small droplet descends from my softly glazed eyes,
As I reach out to touch your fair skin,
but I can only feel what is within,
I can only imagine what could have been,
As I realize I may never feel you again,

I may never hear your adorably loud giggle,
I may never see the way you get all blushy when I smile at you,
The way you walk with confidence,
The way you flip your hair,
The way you...are, were,

It's soul-crushing to acknowledge you aren't here,
To come to terms with that fact,
The fact you are no longer here,

However, I know that I will see you again,
I know I will meet your dazzling eyes soon,
I will feel your presence beside me one day,
But for now,
I must wait and breathe on,
Living one day at a time,
Without your love in my life.
It is really difficult to lose someone, This poem sheds light on that struggle.
Lauren Bloss
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Lauren Bloss  15/F/America
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