I thought of you
On Monday, I thought of you.
Of how you reminded me of the warmth
of the sun on my face after a long winter.
On Tuesday, I thought of you.
Of how your embrace was like a sedative
that calmed the chaos in my mind.
On Wednesday, I thought of you.
Of how beautiful you looked amongst
The flower bed of daisies in summer.
On Thursday, I thought of you.
Of how your laughter was the cure
to my deepest melancholic thoughts.
On Friday, I thought of you.
Of how the taste of cherries and wine
lingered on your lips to share with me.
On Saturday, I thought of you.
Of how you led me to the yellow brick road
where only good things reside.
On Sunday, I thought of you.
Of how you've become nothing more to me
than a distant memory that I cherish.
Everyday, I think of you,
Of how I wish I could say thank you
just one more time before you go.
// R.M
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