terça-feira, 17 de setembro de 2024

Mom

 

A decade has passed since you slipped away,
Yet it feels like yesterday you’d make me laugh,
Your voice, your wit, the things you’d say—
Mom, I miss our every playful chat.

Part of me is selfish, I know it’s true,
I blame you sometimes for leaving too soon,
But deep down, I know it’s just the pain,
Wishing I could talk to you again.

I still hear your laughter in the breeze,
And feel your love in moments of peace.
Though you’re gone, you’re never far,
Forever with me, my guiding star.

domingo, 15 de setembro de 2024

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A decade passed, and here I stand,

In the silence where we planned.

We crossed borders, built a life anew,

But somehow, the distance grew.


A journey carved in lands unknown,

In search of love, a place called home.

We laughed, we fought, we found our way,

Yet all that's left is yesterday.


Ten years we'd mark, if time stood still,

But now the void I cannot fill.

The echoes of our shared embrace,

In memories, I see your face.


Our dog, who once brought light and cheer,

Now rests, but still feels near.

He was there through every storm,

A witness to a love once warm.


And though we've walked on separate roads,

A part of me still bears the load.

Of what we had, of what was lost,

Of love and dreams and what they cost.


In quiet moments, I still long

For what we had, for where we belong.

A decade passed, and though we're through,

A part of me still misses you.