Tuesday, July 9, 2013


I thought that it would get better with time

Its almost a year

I still bleed

Once in a while a tear escapes

The few times that I get to see you

I want to say

I almost say

I hold back the words

I still think about you

I have tried moving on

It is a struggle

I still struggle.

©thelma migue, 2013

A cizoepoetry collection.

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