1. chidley profile image57
    chidleyposted 8 years ago

    I look straight through,

    what I see has become so unfamiliar.

    The light I used to see is gone

    Faded, as with her love.

    It is not what I wanted,

    nor could have ever seen, so unfamiliar.

    A faraway star in a distant time.

    Cold, as with her love.

    Torn apart by grief

    A product of glorious union, so unfamiliar.

    He is gone, lost in a night.

    Taken away, as is her love.

    I look straight at her

    and ache as she aches, so familiar.

    I hurt as she hurts,

    I am there, as is my love.

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      Justine76posted 8 years agoin reply to this

      sad I am sorry, Is this recent?