She
Was
Everything.
Only we'll know
Of the gravel on our ground
Or the staircase where we found
our green grass adventures.
I was lost
in green grass
felt stuck in the present
was wishing for the past
Hushing the secrets
that we never had.
Forgetting
Is a luxury
It is something in life
that
I have learned to grasp
Because dead remains
Bring memories back
So I glued myself back to the
past
Missing the fact
that
I'd left myself for last.
The past brought on tears
But I've come to learn
That tears never last.
She was everything.
Secrets from the past
Bring memories in the present
And tears for the future.
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She is everything - The Epilogue
Poetry~A poetry collection~ A continuation of the story "She is Everything". That series is set in the past. But this one is set in the present. "Secrets from the past, bring memories in the present, and tears for the future." Is not only a sentence, but...
