By brian francis

If someone would have told me how hard it would be
to wake up every day without you by my side.
Or if I had simply realized, the depth of the pain
The despair I’d endure no matter how I tried

maybe I would have been ready for the loss of that day
and the ensuing masquerade: “I’m alright.”
the pain endured months and years still an open wound
still a veil of tears shed alone in the night

I know their good intentions those who’ve loved us both
I’ve felt the warmth of their love everyday
but nothing could replace you or heal this broken soul
not the tears I shed or the words I pray

Copyright ©2020 brian francis

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B. F. O'Connor

Born and raised in the idyllic environment of Lancaster County, Pennsylvania. A rural paradise perfect for a roving childhood. Now living in the desert southwest, with a flock of parrots, a pigeon, and Three dogs.

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