Fading

October 29, 2012
By , Bethesda, MD
Slowly fading
Those memories so dear,
I love to replay them, my guilty pleasure.
But they become fuzzy as if I forgot to use the antenna.
And with that he fades.

I try to pull him back from the abyss by reviewing
But that only deepens the cut.

Tell, me, honey
Is the abyss dark?
Do you miss the comfort of my memories?
I miss you too…





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