that one
still hurts my heart.
that one's
still a part
of the pain.
that one
still brings on the rain.
we've become friends.
we've gotten past the ends.
we've learned a new start.
but, that one
still hurts my heart.
we sit & talk.
we walk.
we laugh & smile.
we enjoy each other for awhile.
but then we part.
and that one
still hurts my heart.
i remember the days.
i remember the ways
it used to be.
i still feel her memory.
losin' her wadn't too smart.
it still tears me apart.
that one
still hurts my heart.
I met Jerome on a busy city street in Baltimore, Maryland, when he was forty-five years old. On that particular day, I was out and about, enjoying a much-needed day off from work.
I wanted to purchase a sukiyaki sub. I parked my car in an area of
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