Sometimes I think of you.

The way you smile.

That look in your eye.

Your laugh, your touch.


Sometimes I dream of you.

The way we were.

Those moments we shared.

Our time, our love.


Sometimes I long for you.

Just one more day.

A few more hours.

For us, for me.


Sometimes I wait for you.

To see you again.

Both of us drifting.

In death, In life.


Sometimes I visit with you.

Your grave, our place.

We are as one.

For now, for always.



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