First –
How are you doin’?
The ocean,
The sun,
The morning dew
The untold history,
The painful memory,
The love that lasts
When I type all this
words,
Only your face came
around
Then gone
What hurts the most is
how time has stolen
Your scent
Your figure
Your laugh
Your funny way of talk
And soon all will
become dust
Forgotten
Because the second –
Will come by
And the third –
The forth –
First –
How is life?
Me?
Im okay
-
Just missin’ you
So
much.
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