Poem // You will always be

my good friend
best
unequalled
and I wonder
what comes next
who
can measure up
draw me in
out
of this sad mess
show me
more love I guess
a side of life
less cold
ruthless
forlorn
with thorns only
on the roses they give
but for now
autumn comes
and I will see
colourful decay
everywhere
think
of you
under the leaves
up in the sky
never loveless
just returned
while I
incubate
meditate
on who
I will be
without you

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