If You Were HereA Poem by Megan
I lay with empty arms in your old t-shirt
It still smells like the cologne you always wore I stare at the almost empty bottle, my reflection looking back at me A tear sheds and hits the soft cotton If you were here, I know you would have caught it Every night I still fall asleep in your protecting arms I still awaken you to a kiss on the forehead every morning I still keep you with me like I promised I would.
© 2013 Megan |
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