It’s been a year that forgot grief in shards,
Where my heart burst in another becoming;
I’d nothing left to lose but abstract nouns,
Which I realize were never welcoming.
You were one of the cleanest emotions:
Subtle and complete, filled with the abstract
I’ve never been able to understand,
Despite how the heart would add or subtract.
Time is the cruelest entity I find;
It destroys the heart and corrupts the mind;
And though I am surrounded by the new,
I just close my eyes and simply find you.
For you gave meaning to what can’t be seen,
In that meaning, you will always be seen.
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