Communication

If it was one thing we could do

it was to talk

the words used to flow between us

and Tasmania was vibrant and full

of colours

autumn was the most beautiful time

with clear skies and sun

white beaches and blue water

if it was one thing we could do

It was to communicate

The words used to flow from him to me

and back again

and I have messages on my old

phone I never had the heart to delete

If it was one thing he could do

it was to make me feel loved

life used to flow like a river

effortlessly passing by any bends and corners

and Hobart was rich and vibrant

even when the rain was pouring down

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