Friday, November 30, 2012

John

That spot at the table
is painfully empty
where you used to sit

The jokes
go untold
The ones you used to tell

The truck in the yard
is abandoned
the one you would drive

Nothing can bring you back
no matter how much we try
we love you
we miss you

The teasing
goes undone
the teasing you would do

I love you
I wish you could come back
but you never can

I love you

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