Girlfriend

Is it really such a bad thing If I’ve nothing to say?

Maybe it’s just that life’s been happening my way.

My father’s in good health

My girlfriend understands me

She encourages me

Notices when I’m not trying

I wonder if she’ll be holding my hand 

as I lay dying.

Girlfriend

By D.W Forester

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