her/me
You are
The reverberation of my heart
Coursing through my bones
Taking my breath from my lungs
I wish I never met you
That day is
Etched into my skin
Carved into my bones
The thread that sutured my bleeding heart
Why are you still here?
I am
The tear stains in my pillow
The sleeping pills in my medicine cabinet
The visits to my therapist's office
You have a new one, now
She is
A beautiful ray of sunshine
Yellow, and full of life
Uninhibited and passionate
I pray for her.
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