Tonight, in the deepest chamber of my mind, I told her that I loved her.
I told her that I still couldn’t understand why she had to go.
I asked her if she remembered sitting on Grandpa’s swing together;
laughing and horse-playing in his yard.
I told her that I have been stuck since that fateful October day.
As if time has stood still.
As if I haven’t aged a bit,
and neither has she.
I can’t explain why…
yet, I felt that she heard me.





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