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The Loss of You
Losing you is like taking my last breath.
I went from seeing your face every day.
To not seeing it at all.
From seeing my phone light up with your name on it.
To seeing the last photo, we’ve ever taken together as my back screen.
When I go to school I see the empty desk.
As I walk the halls.
I see your locker door decorated.
In red tulips and little cards.
There are candles on the ground, surrounding the locker.
People come and gather as we suffer.
I sit on the bus all alone, thinking.
As I look at the seat next to me.
As it sits empty.
I think how you used to sit right there.
We drive past your house.
I still feel lost.
I used to come to your house every day.
Now I come to your grave to pray.
Pray that everything will be okay.
But in reality everything is gray.
My life is a dungeon that I want to escape.
I want to be with you again.
Since you’ve left nothing has been the same.
I lay in bed day and night.
Waiting to see, the light.
Hoping and praying, I will be with you again.
Someday.
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I was inspired to write this piece because I lost a love one.