Forever Grasping.A Poem by MilyMissing an old friend.I lost him. I lost him the way you fall asleep; slowly, then all at once. Worst part is, I knew he was slipping away, but I just didn't know how to grasp him from fading away. So, I guess I just watched him disappear from my life. He was gone, just like that. But moreover, although I knew I was loosing him, it hurt so bad when I could no longer see his shadow. I really miss him. And frankly, I think I always will.
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