Monday, January 24, 2011

No One with Me

Sometimes, I wish you were here

to help me and comfort me

when I need them both.

But no one is here

and I do the best that I can.

I move on and remember

that good times,

but I do not live in the past;

I just enjoy it, and look forward

to days which are filled with sun

and maybe you too, but likely not.

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