One day love died <br />And I didn’t notice <br /> <br />I found his body <br />Curled up on the floor <br />Months later <br />Cold and still <br /> <br />He left all his stuff behind for me <br />The stuffed dog with the floppy years <br />Old letters and cards <br />And seashells and jewellery <br /> <br />He died <br />A slow painful death <br />But I never knew a thing <br />Isn’t that strange <br /> <br />You’d think I’d have noticed it <br />After having lived with him for so long <br />But I didn’t <br /> <br />At first we thought it was murder <br />But that was ruled out <br />No bruises <br />No signs of a struggle <br /> <br />The autopsy said <br />He’d been ill for long <br />It was just matter of time <br />The end was inevitable <br /> <br />The doctors said <br />He’d had a bad heart.<br /><br />nisha dyrene<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-day-love-died-2/
