Wake;
The density of my heart,
Holding me down.
Memories of last night saturate my drowsy mind;
Engulf me in sadness.
Feeling for you across the bed;
Your side is cold,
Bare.
I’m a husk of a body,
An unoccupied tomb,
Inconsequential,
Without your presence.
I’ll disappear into the background,
Without you,
And I deserve it.
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