The Secret I Can’t Spill (Early Roughdraft)

*Favorite thing I have written in a very long time.
I pretend memories don’t exist
Stuffed in the corners of my mind
Because I think it easier to be blind
But they never let be, always insist
It took me 15 years to hear a story
If I didn’t know anything about you
None of the hurt would cut through
You deserved more, deserved glory
For I remember all that is possible
The moments right before I was told
Your watch on mom’s arm, old & gold
Kneeling by the casket, the impossible
You’re the secret I hold dear, for fear
If I say too much, I won’t be able to recall
That I’m the girl that jumped at the call
From the swing, to greet you with cheer
~HonestLynne

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