Grief

There is no greater sorrow than grief

When you truly love someone;

You give them your heart, your everything.

And when they’re taken from you

Your heart, your everything

is taken with them

It’s loss of all you ever had

and wanted

Days fade to weeks,

months,

years

You wait for the time you can finally,

forget,

and begin to move on

But that day never comes

You spend your dying breath

In longing

For love, for relief

And you spend your dying breath

Still dreaming, only

Of what might’ve been

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