Painful thoughts
My knife
A teardrop
Blood pools
She disappeared
Candlelight shadows
My funeral
Blend into night
The grave
I am lost
To feel
No comfort
My icy heart
Walled within

I curled myself alone into the bed before the soft moonlight, and thought of all the things we were going to do together.

I closed my eyes and remembered the day when you smiled from the shy ledge of an ocean rock, and the waves came and softened the sand around you.

I miss you.

I miss you so much.


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