Life

Do You at Least Know I Love You?

Sometimes even diamonds crack
she’d say with a nervous laugh and pain in her eyes.

I’m not sure she remembers,
what he said or
if I’ve made her proud.

Glass of time draining memories,
the only treasures she can’t bequeath.

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