He was the closest to my heart, the sweetest.
I whispered his name going to bed.
I woke up with the thought of being together
and dreamed of him during the day.
I wrote postcards for him,
made apple pies.
I asked God only of his love towards me.
He was near, we were holding each other's bodies.
But his soul was far far far away.
I scream of pain, of realization
He takes for granted
all that I give.
He's still with me.
still married couple.
on the same road
...but mind is clear....
he was the closes to my heart, the sweetest
© Copyright: Екатерина Передереева, 2016
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