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y say one day the tears may stop, and my cries will go unheard, unspoken, I fear that day, what will it mean?</p><p id="bd9a">Will our hearts be separated? Will you become a phantom in my memory? Will your smile fade at last?</p><p id="298e">I cannot imagine it. I dare not.</p><p id="120c">Please, don’t leave me.</p><p id="89b5">A poem for my friend, <a href="undefined">Brandon Ellrich</a>.</p></article></body>

Poetry | Grief

Memories

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Memories

Each tear is a snow globe of memories, a drop of a thousand stories, a reminder of who you are, Were.

I cry still, for you, when I think of you as I often do in the quiet moments, Tears fall even as I smile at the memories.

They say one day the tears may stop, and my cries will go unheard, unspoken, I fear that day, what will it mean?

Will our hearts be separated? Will you become a phantom in my memory? Will your smile fade at last?

I cannot imagine it. I dare not.

Please, don’t leave me.

A poem for my friend, Brandon Ellrich.

Poetry
Grief
Death
Memories
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