Eight years now and counting
but only yesterday the phone rang
I heard your voice as close
as your breath on my skin
telling me you loved me
and your leaving at anytime
would always have been too soon
© January 17, 2015
Renee Espriu
Image Taken From Morgue File & Digitized by Myself
My mother left on another journey no one could take with her, eight years ago today and my missing her is always on the surface of every day of the journey I take for myself.
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