Full of love he hugs me.
I sit on his side with joy.
He tells me stories of what was once,
Stories about when he was in his younger years.
I wept as I left his way,
I wish I could stay longer.
I gave him my last goodbye
and walk away
I see him again, resting in peace.
The feeling of icky I feel beneath.
I wonder why I left.
I do not know how I can keep breathing.
I will let him go forever
But, forget him never.
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