...you
I'm letting go...
You're presence...
You're face
You're voice
You're touch
You're smell
You're thoughts
You're love
You're hurt
You're anger
You're happiness
You're sadness........
It hurts endlessly
The way you left so quickly,
The way you didn't even say good-bye,
The way you soothed me,
The way you were my sunlight,
The way you were mine....
I miss you being here.
I miss you.
(Now read me backwards)
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