Simplest Things

My mind now stirs
at the simplest things.
About you
and what life brings.
My heart grows cold
like the killing frost.
Without you here
my soul is lost.
I will survive
all this pain.
Through it all
a life regained.
A love once shared
between us two.
Inside a heart
knows love was true.
But in this life
the simplest things;
sometimes are lost
with what love brings.

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