OUR FAVOURITE SONG
I wish i could see you one more time,
Just hearing your name makes me realize,
How much meaning you added to my life.
Each time i try to forget about you and move on,
Our favourite song comes up on the radio,
And listening to it alone,
Makes me realize just how much I miss you.
I dream of hearing your voice everyday,
But reality dawns a rainy day,
And now I’m,
Sadness, tears and blues.
I know you didn’t mean to hurt me,
But death gave you no choice,
Snatching you away from me.
Your soul appears to me everyday,
Telling me everything is fine and i should move on,
But i wish i was dead,
So we could listen to our favorite song together,
In a better place.
– Author Of Pain.
Author Of Pain Real Poetry 