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Lost

Getting through the days after

By Roger StefaniPublished 2 years ago 1 min read
Clouds may cross the sky but the sun is still there...

She haunts my thoughts since that day she left;

Mornings seem to be the hardest…

The bed feels empty and cold.

The pillow smells like her

I can’t shake her off

I keep trying

But she’s there

Alone

Why?

heartbreak

About the Creator

Roger Stefani

I've done many things in my life but always come back to writing; I have an inner voice that wants to be expressed and I need to build the discipline to do so.

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