Monday, 20 August 2012

All Isn't Love

I have re-lived the past in fine detail and welcomed ghosts to my door Let them in and let them drink my tea I have tried and tried to move on but your face is inscribed into my mind Like an imprint of some kind I have tried to reject every plea my mind has made I still am each day It isn’t easy without you in my life and so I found Seeing you each day shifts my pulse up and down Most of all I miss you Like you could never imagine Let me be your friend Your best friend

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