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May 8
My heart is heavy,
Candles lit
For a reunion that will never come.
Where are you?
Who are you?
Does your smile still take up your whole face?
You left something
When you left.
There’s no lost and found
It seems you never noticed it was gone.
Perhaps you read the eulogy in solitude.
It’s being held onto with care,
Just in the event the wind blows a memory your way and the longing makes its way
From me
To you.
We’re under the same moon
And that is enough to soothe
Despite a lonesome tear finding its way
Into my ear tonight.

My goodbye has never entered the air.
Written by
pleblderblerbmerbcschrb  23/fatigue
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