I felt kind of guilty for being happy.
Like I shouldn't care for myself
because I've lost him.
That even after all these years I should still grieve him.
But the truth
His face is becoming a blur
The laughs are fading
The memories are changing.
And he changed my life but I think I need to stop holding out hope.
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Poetry: the things I won't say out loud
Poetryquotes and poetry about life, we all deserve a break once in a while. i hope these quotes i have give you a break from your reality. (Go to Act II. in the story for more of the poetry)
