This isn't a song, nor is it a poem, it's a letter that i wrote for my grandmother, & i didn't write it in sadness. Don't "pick" on my writing skills.
If only they hadn't lied,
I would have had the chance,
To say Goodbye,
So here it is,
The best that i could ever give.
You broke a promise,
And i don't mind,
Even when you said that you'd be home tonight.
I took a deep breath,
Standing over your grave,
Typical as it was raining,
No sun shining through for you.
No disrespect, i swear i'm not hurt.
That day, i knew that it was coming, then it arrived.
Never will i get over you,
Some nights i still cry,
But moving on doesn't mean,
You have to forget.
I wish you could see me now.
Thanks for reading, Tata, xoxo
Freyja.
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