Got Sick

when you left me
i got sick

got really sick
for a long time

but i did not die
even when you

left me, got sick
and got sick for

more than i can
handle, but i

did not die
somehow i

got sick but
i cannot die,

i am alive and
soon i know

i will be in love
again, my promise

to myself, my
hope eternal.

spring, and new
moon, and change.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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