The best and most beautiful
Things in the world cannot
Be seen or even touched.
They must be felt with the heart.
A brief and non-religious poem in which the narrator hopes that once he or she dies, their loved ones, despite their grief, will find comfort
Remember the time you lent me your car and I dented it? I thought you’d kill me… But you didn’t. Remember the time I forgot
I have only just lost you; the pain is hard to bear. Do I have to go through life knowing you’re not there? Please, someone
I have nightmares and can’t sleep. The loss of you is a wound so deep. My mind recorded the times we had. Knowing there will
