Let me go

To have the love of your life

Look at you

And tell you they feel



That’s paralyzing.

That’s what keeps you up at night.

What makes you forget how to breathe.

What makes you drink.

What makes you cry.

They said the pain will fade.

But how?

How is that possible

When the wound is so deep


The memories are still so fresh?

I want the pain to go away

The hurt

The feelings.

I need the memory of him to leave me.

Set me free from the agony.

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