I try. I really really try,
but every time I think of you
I know I’m going to cry.
The memories that you’ve planted here
are woven through my life.
I know one day I’ll lose them all.
That cuts me like a knife.
I just don’t want to age
and lose the ones I love.
Like thoughts of laughter from your lips
That shine from up above.
We’ll meet again I’m sure.
In this life or another.
Until that day, just let me say
‘I love you like no other’ x

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