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...

tears held back
behind burning eyes
quivering fingers
reach into the dark
and grasp


nothing.

you aren't there.

the silence is smothering
the space where you should be
lying beside me
is empty. dark. cold.

I cannot feel slow, rythmic
beating in your chest, nor
your steady, slow breathing

your breath is not tickling
the back of my neck, warm

I cannot feel protective arms
holding my body close,
keeping me safe.

your warm, rough fingers
are not caressing my cheek.

you aren't there.

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  • untitled.
    August 24

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    God, I know how this feels... Too well. A beautiful piece of tragedy written straight from an aching heart. I felt this deeply, honey. I want to thank you for sharing with us. All my love.

    ~P.