Achy

Just a Drizzle
By: the iHope Poet

Our time has past
and too late
I'm forgetting to keep breathing.

Darling, you kept my heart beating
all those years;
behind us now.

Mem'ries burn
as tears flood,
and words get a little achy.

But Darling, I'll keep saving
just a drizzle
of our love.

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