it hurt’s me that you’re gone.
it hurts me that i’ll never see your face again.
it hurts me, you’ve moved on.
i’ll miss you forever.
always.
it hurts me cause i cannot stop crying
and it hurts me that i’ll only ever see you in my mind.
it hurts me that your face has already started to fade.
now you’re just a memory.
i’ll miss you forever.
always.
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i wrote this a long time ago when my grandmother died. i was fifteen. still relevant.