There may be days

There may be times,
when I will rage against my grief,
and damn you, for leaving,
so early in the day.
and perhaps I will curse my luck
that I ever saw your face,
and vow to nurse my hate
until my dying days.
But not today.
Today I mourn you,
with a heart that’s broke in two
and remember the love
you gave to me
and the things,that can never be.

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