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The Little Things

Rest easy, mom.

By Destiny partneyPublished 6 years ago 1 min read
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Just a simple picture but it holds hope that one day I’ll see you again.

Time moves forward and I’m still stuck in the moment that you left me. The minutes that pass by on the clock are always a painful reminder that you won’t ever see them pass by ever again. You’ve left me and I’m not sure where you went.

When I open my eyes every morning it’s a reminder that your eyes will remain closed for forever.

As I fill my lungs with the sweet summer air it’s a reminder that your lungs cease to breathe.

Caressing a feather that has fallen is a reminder that your hands lay still beside you in the cold, hard ground.

The beautiful sunset is a reminder that another day has passed without you.

It pains me that you won’t ever get the chance to sit aimlessly around watching as the hours pass by. That you won’t ever wake up to see the sun shining or see as the seasons have changed. It pains me that the little things have turned into the big things that I wish you could experience just one more time.

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Destiny partney

I’m just trying to be an independent hoe

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