That part of me is not gone. There are still pieces of me that are his, waiting. You pretend to move on, but there is always something in you that wants to believe that the end was only make-believe.
That Extension of Him
That part of me is not gone. There are still pieces of me that are his, waiting. You pretend to move on, but there is always something in you that wants to believe that the end was only make-believe.
Lisa Gray 