Dedicated to Gringo. God I miss you. Come back to me love. xoxo
It's been almost a year,
since you up and left.
I know you couldn't control it,
the outcome that became.Johnny Cash is the only thing,
the only thing that reminds me of you.
Because you were my Man In Black,
and my Sunday Morning Coming Down.I miss you like hell,
you told me you felt the same.
I wanted to change things,
but I do not have the power to change fate.So I'll sit here and listen to Cash,
drown myself in Hurt, live the Folsom Prison Blues.
But I Won't Back Down and I'll follow the Riders In The Sky,
they'll lead me to you.
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PoetryA collection of poetry by @layschips1 RATED PG-13 HIGHEST RANK: #295 in Poetry © 2015 by layschips1 All Rights Reserved