Dearest Love
- K. M. France
- Mar 9, 2019
- 1 min read
All of these days, I have lived
My life loving you to no end.
But there is a hole in my heart that,
No matter how hard I try, I cannot mend.
That isn't to say your love wasn't enough--
Oh, darling! It was. The countless times
You held me dear, whispering happy thoughts
In my ear, caressing my cheek, kept the
Demons at bay. Oh, how I'll never forget
Those moments of pure safety. But,
I fear the worst when you are away--a
Fear so deep within I can no longer bear
The thought of being without you
In my presence at all times--a burden
Unfair to someone deserving of a love
I cannot return wholeheartedly.
So I took these pills that I may
Feel comfort in your arms
one last time--
Hear your happy whispers
one last time--
Feel your hand brush my cheek
one last time--
As I drift off into eternal sleep.
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