October 16, 2017
A very sophomoric way to release the thoughts I've been having this week...
You died just over a year ago
and I don't feel overwhelming sorrow
Your presence continues to remain
each time I enter your old domain
We rarely had to cross paths
but when we did, we'd share laughs
Your warmth endlessly radiated to everyone
can you tell me where you have gone?
I think about my death and when I'll leave
if others will have a similar reaction or even grieve
My presence underbearing, just mundane
nothing in comparison, so there'll be no pain
Even to me, someone you barely knew
you made a difference and I grew
I won't be that person, though I try
I'll die with that, being a minor passerby
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