Loss


The touch of your skin, the smell of your hair

I can't believe your no longer there

Taken from me before your time

When people ask how i am I say I'm fine

There is a hole in my heart nothing can fill

Everyday is a struggle of free will

So here I sit and wonder where you are

But from the smell in the air I know it isnt far.

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