They tell me I could make it through,
They tell me I’d survive this,
They tell me I’d soon find out,
How strong I really am.
“I could live without you”,
That’s what I’m supposed to say,
I’d be strong like they told me to,
And I’d be okay.
But I don’t want to be strong,
I don’t want to be the one who survives,
I don’t want to be the one who never cries,
Could I hold back the tears once we say goodbye?
I don’t want to say it,
Yes, I’d be the stubborn one,
The one who wouldn’t forget,
The one who never lets you go.
Check Jocelyn's books:
"Of Waves and Butterflies: Poems on Grief", "Mend My Broken Heart", "Questions to God", "To Love an Invisible God", "Defending My Catholic Faith", and more - click here.
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