Just a girl

I still can’t say your name,

Look at your picture or touch your things.

There is a pain in my heart

That makes it hard to breathe.

 

I try to remember what you were like,

The sound of your voice or the way that you laughed.

But in the end my head is empty

With nothing but a distant memory.

 

Memories are what hold people together

But for you and me that won’t be seen.

For you and I could be strangers in a crowd

Too much time past for us to recognize.

 

So I can only live on people’s stories

But even that was 15 years of avoiding

For seeing your life through other’s eyes

Only left me aching.

 

Hearing how we are alike,

That I have your nose, smile and laugh.

Only makes the thought of you

Even more heartbreaking.

 

For at the age of 6,

I was Daddy’s Girl.

For at the age of 7,

I was just a girl.

By: HonestLynne

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