• I was stabbed.
    Peirced
    Impaled
    I miss you,
    My dear Caroline.
    I keep telling myself,
    Over and over again,
    You are in a better place.
    But here you stay,
    In my thoughts.
    Oh, I never imagined
    One can be in two places
    At once.
    But yet you prove me wrong.
    I remember how you did so all the time.
    Oh, how I miss you,
    My dear Caroline.