I used to cry when I thought of you in the past tense.
It's different now.
Only happy thoughts of you remain.
And if any tears should be shed, its because I miss the way you make me feel.
You didn't need smart words or talent.
You just needed me to care for you and to love you.
Lessons learnt over 15 years.
They don't know what they're talking about.
Everyday your smell gets fainter.
How you felt in my arms is now a distant memory.
I could go on forever but I think its enough.
Forever, you'll be missed.
Thank you for being you.
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