it’s when i miss him i realise i don’t have to.
his life breathes into every corner of our home.
My room bears his mark all along the walls,
the floor. My bed has given way to his imprint.
My heart has been crafted to hold him whole.
KH
it’s when i miss him i realise i don’t have to.
his life breathes into every corner of our home.
My room bears his mark all along the walls,
the floor. My bed has given way to his imprint.
My heart has been crafted to hold him whole.
KH