Sunday, November 22, 2015

Laughter Lines

Some people try so hard to hide their wrinkles.
But I never will,
because every moment with you was worth the creases around my smile.

Yes, I miss you.
Every day I think of you.
But when I look in the mirror, I don't see tear stained cheeks,
I see those laughter lines.

And when we're together again
We'll share our tears and our stories,
but best of all, we'll share our smiles.
The smiles that have seen so much more since we said goodbye.


I'll see you
in the future
when we're older.
When we are full
of stories to be told.
Cross my heart,
and hope to die,
I'll see you,
with your laughter lines.

A poem to a dear friend, inspired by the song Laughter Lines by Bastille.

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