I carry you in my heart.
It makes the pain a little lighter.
I remember our time together
when things were a little brighter.
You lit up every room you walked in too.
Your smile was a pick me up
on days when I felt no sun.
When I was in your company,
I had no need to hide or run.
We had fun together,
talking about silly things.
How my heart ached for you.
How it now stings.
I carry you in my heart.
I try and convince myself
the pain is lighter.
I remember our time together,
when things were very much brighter 😪
Verse: Sandra Kavanagh (c) .
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