Poetry

Our Memories

“You were everything to me,
but our love couldn’t overcome death.
And all I have left of us is the memories.”

In the silence of the night, I remember us. The way we could lay together in silence without the need to speak. It was as if we could read each others’ minds. And no matter where we were, we still felt each other. That’s how I knew you would always have a place — not just in my heart — but in my soul. You were everything to me, and not even our love could overcome death. For now, all I have left of us is the memories.

© Sarah Doughty

And that will
have to be enough.

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