• Foreshadowing my thoughts of you
    I think of what you've become.
    A little tiny atom of danger and fear
    That I fear no more of.

    Foreshadowing the images of you
    I block your face with words of confidence.
    A small sentence comes to mind
    That says "You are not a part of me".

    Foreshadowing the wounds on my heart
    I sew them up with care and love.
    Thinking that even though you are no more
    I will always truly love you.