A tortured poet from Taylor's department

tortured poet

That day the sky fell apart,
part of me followed you to the other side
when i understood i'd never have you in my arms
and i started to see the world in grayer tones;
but even though i cannot touch you
i feel your presence everywhere i go;
even though i cannot see your smile
i can always hear your laugh;
i feel you guiding me through all my ups,
and your hand in mine in every fall.

(i miss you mum)