It's over .

It's over .

A Poem by Olivia Ashley

I'm laying in bed , looking through our photos and wishing we had that again . Last night was one of our worst fights . Glass broke and mean words were said . Now you're gone and the only thing of your's here is my favorite shirt of your's . I stare at the door as if you're going to come back but I know you're gone . Our memories make me cry and I want to call you like I always do when we fight and tell you I'm sorry and that I'm stupid but I know that won't work this time . This house feels so empty and quiet without you here . I now know it's over

© 2012 Olivia Ashley


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Added on August 30, 2012
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Olivia Ashley
Olivia Ashley

Bikini Bottom, VA



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