I remember, How my bottle was always filled before I wake And her smile when I thank her When she used to complain that I don't call Or that I don't talk much I wish I did Because all I have now are memories Memories that I will cherish for the rest of my life This bottle, will always remind me that she's not here And she'll never be I loved you a lot, Maa And in your death, I still do My heart, will always hold a place for you A place no one could ever fill You were my home You were my line I fly now, aimlessly Hoping that one day when I fall You'd be there to hold me For my heart will then be full again Till we meet again.
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Brought tears to my eyes. Beautifully written ♥️