
Ava Kate Wall
I wish I had adequate enough words to describe the hole I felt.
Maybe you filled it.
Maybe you left it bigger than before. . .
all I know is that each time your words cross my mind,
I feel it again,
even more deeply than the last time.

I wish I had adequate enough words to describe the hole I felt.
Maybe you filled it.
Maybe you left it bigger than before. . .
all I know is that each time your words cross my mind,
I feel it again,
even more deeply than the last time.