A year ago from today and yet memories of you are...
I never knew what words to say like flowers...

I'd like to say
Somewhere beneath...

When I say we had our time
I didn't mean I was content with your death...

We were moments in the pocket of our comforter
And I've seen my share of pain...

Far like the moon
and distant of reach like moments before...

There's prices to pay in this world
Some harder than others...

You held me like that of a child
soft and calm I wished for the comfort of your...

They say it's hot
A burning sensation...

In time I told myself that change was a hardship
A hardship I was unaccustomed too...

I should have held on to your hand tighter
But you slipped and just like that...

I've been in captivity
My own mind a prison...

"Victum Monumentum"
Advocation...