I was reading a book and it brought me to tears
Emotions that surfaced after some years
Something to do with one of my fears
Confirmed in the darkness of past
One day, I told you I’d write for you
Write you a book I could read to you
But instead, I wrote you a song
A song I cannot sing for you
Since the harmony of worlds is wrong.
I relive that moment
I hugged you last
Standing still
In the past
Now I see the shadows cast
Over the light you shined
Days and days I held your hand,
While you were supposed to enjoy the sand
In the sun, getting tanned
Surrounded by your children
I kept telling myself this beautiful lie
That you would heal,
You wouldn’t die
Hopeful that I wouldn’t cry
Of pain I’d feel for you.
One day I told you I’d write for you,
Write you a book I could read to you
I know I can’t sing my song to you,
But listen if you can hear:
I love you
I miss you
I wrote for you.
About the Creator
Vivian Rose
I'm still getting a feel for what I like and where my talent lies, but I'm glad to have you along for the ride! My work is going to be like a talent showcase for the time being, ranging from poetry to blog posts to personal essays.
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