Comments about Elizabeth Spring
Its hard to let go of something that filled your being,
lingered across your mind everyday,
made you feel as light as cotton candy,
helped you up when you tripped over your own feet.
Its difficult trying to fill the void,
to throw away most of your treasured belongings,
trying to supress the memories that haunt a place,
conquer the overwhelming urge to make that call.
Its painful to think of him,
telling you its over,
with his new girl,
whispering in someone else's hear,
'i love you'.
But its necessary to,
remeber what you want ...