I use you stare at you for days on end.
We use to talk about everything and
nothing. I can still hear your voice,
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A haunting piece, Jeremy. Time eventually fades such things but the hurt never full disappears
Only if what you said wasn't true. The above relates to a challenging experience sixteen years ago and the sad thing is...despite moving on, I can remember it all too well.
Hopefully I haven't opened old wounds, but a door to your subconscious.
A beautifully conceived meaningful poem that is rich in rhyme and rhythm. Thanks for sharing.10 points.
I am grateful for your time and comment. I'll catch up with you and yours shortly.
Do pay attension on hiatus.Reshape the poem without hiatuses.