It’s been almost five years since everything turned to hell
With this memory of you
Yet I sleep completely free
An anniversary displaced and fractured
Random memories come to surface
I pray they keep floating by, as I hold my pillow tight
I wonder what you look like now
Does she lose herself like I once did
With only one thing to miss, levitating to a sublime kind of bliss
© All Words Written By Evelyn M Wayde