A memory of the time when you still lived in my reflection,
Through this line of treason, I sought space.
stay where you are.
Your photos were everything.
Denial, comforting the vastness of this loss.
In dreaming, I found peace.
we've grown apart.
But still, it stings to carve your name.
A vacant house,
A silent life,
Your swollen eyes shut,
You're skin and bone.
Being gets put off.

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