Counting Counting the days turning into months The months have become many years Thoughts pounding within my head Beating like a migraine, but with tears Recalling the times we once did have The memories etched into my vision Once upon a time we were so happy You left a giant gash like an incision At one point in time we were inseparable I started each day waking up to you Mornings were such a beautiful time Looking as the sun gave you a beautiful hue Nights were treasured just like the day Knowing you were close made me relaxed Thinking of you as I would fall to sleep Memories that are permanent, that's a fact ©Schizology Counting #Counting #poem✍🧡🧡💛
