The fear
One last hug,
Just before I go to bed
One last alarm,
to bring about my biggest fear
Once last kiss
on the rosie red checks
of the most loving caring person.
One more good-bye,
to my best friend
whose taught me everything,
The good-bye,
Did not last long.
One more look,
at the picture,
of us dancing
through the storm,
Sending reminders,
That you're still here
running thorugh walls
with me,
Things are just different,
no more hugging
no more fighting
just loving
Everything that we stood for.
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