We laughed
Until we forgot...
all I have left
in place...
The times we had and stories that we shared,
when I did almost drown in waters deep...
Coming home, here,
breaks through every layer of brick...
I miss your giggle.
I miss your sweet smile...
Beauty radiates tween conversation as
Roses mixed with greenery, remind me...
The fire of winter burns low and glows
spreading orange shadows across faces...
Stroking her fur
evokes now that purr...
Growing
older...
Again I reminisce of stories you told me..
...into the bunker...
When everything around you crumbles
When all you can see is dust...
I tried
to paint the sun and realised...