Out of mind
Thinking of you late at night,
Thinking if something small changed would it be alright?
Apologizing a billion times.
Never hearing a response
Needing your love and knowing it's lost.
Saying your name in my sleep
Holding you in my dreams
Knowing that when I wake it's all gone and obsolete.
Sitting in an empty room with no doors, no windows, screaming your name
Your Name!
YOUR NAME!!
Never to hear you're voice.
Rocking back and forth back and forth teary eyed because you're no where to be found.
Clinging to the memories of who you are, who you were.
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