Truth Is

August 5, 2013
Truth is
I miss
lying in
those arms of his

Every night
I wake
not to find
him beside me

He's deeply missed
I used to love
that smell
of him
Pine woods, everywhere
that smell
might as well
have been his

Truth is
he's gone
I used to think
he was wrong

I don't anymore
I don't anymore.

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