The Little Things

Poem By Kristien Blend

I remember so many things
about us
but the things that can
bring me to my knees
are not the big memories
They are the small ones
the ones no one else
knows about
The stolen moments
and whispered promises
The quiet times
They make the tears flow
and my soul burn
and they never end.

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