past

As my thoughts seem to drift.

The image of you, appears.

So clearly, through my tears.

Your presence was the greatest gift.

I never knew, I took you for granted.

Hurting you was never what I intended.

But now that you're gone.

I can see that I was wrong.

Thank you, for staying as long as you did.

Still missing you, a tear leaves my eyelid.

credit: I took this photo òwó