To the Grave
You've only been gone a few hours
True love is a planet of power
Time seems to stand still
Normal obstacles transform into a gigantic hill
I want to tell you about my day
We're past that part
It's way too late
Your laugh and touch are now memories
I miss your weird and interesting stories
When you kiss my hand and mind
The rare good acts for those show your kind
Perseverance and passion are fruits I favor
Those times I thought about telling you later
How much I loved you was a mistake
Having not said “I love you” now
A burden I'll take to the grave
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