some shit that reminds me of u

time does not bring relief you all have lied who told me time would ease my pain i miss her in the weeping of the rain i want her in the shrinking of the tides the snow melts from every mountain side and last years leaves are smoke in every lane but last years bitter loving must remain heaped on my heart and my old thoughts abide there are a hundred places that i fear to go so with their memory they brim and entering with relief so quiet place where never fell her foot or shoe her face i say there is no memory of her here and so stand stricken ,so remembering her