God never said

I am missing the shaking
Of a world with you in it
Yea I know I'm still living, Yea
I know you're still dead
And I know that I write
About now't else these days
And I know I've had 4 years
To sort out my head but
I am missing the shaking
Of a world with you in it
And be sure that our story
Lives on in my head
So I write and I write
About now't else these days
And I'll write what I like because
God never said
I couldn't
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Wrote on poet.
Forever may find you still fresh
Never forget, ghosts keep close because they too miss you and writing (to me) is a form of still bonding, however much it hurts. As long as they do not rule your life...
Four years, four days…the pain is the same. I am not going to say
“I can imagine”. Because I can’t. No one can. Each pain is unique
to every soul.