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Losing You
The air was some type of frigid,
it had that uneasy chill to it that made my skin goosebump,
and made the hair beneath my flesh poke through the surface.
Everyone mourning.
Trying to hold back the tears, my vision a blur.
The glands in my eyes producing more water than my lids could contain.
I shed the first of many tears in that moment.
Each droplet slid down my rosey cheeks taking remnants of mascara with it.
They did not stop until they hit the tip of my cracked chapped lips,
draining the last bit of moisture possible.
It tasted like poison,
that reflected the way I was feeling.
My heart ached in an unexplainable way,
like someone had been peeling layers away from it like string cheese.
It was incomplete, you left me and I'm incomplete.
All I had left was what I was clenching in my fists,
so tight that I could feel my pulse.
A locket, a locket with a picture of you inside.
That picture and memories is all I will have left now.
Losing you will ache my heart and bones.
Losing you is like losing myself.

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