I'm Worried That if I Go Outside the World will Collapse

Little things

I found a picture of us together
One of the only pictures you've ever smiled in
I found the drivers manual you so eagerly handed me when I turned sixteen
And then I found your hospital bracelet
And the fingerprints they took
If I wasn't so petrified I'd get them tattooed on me
It already hurts so much inside
I don't know if I want it to hurt outside too
I found a piece of your hair on your old sweater and I found the little scrap of paper that told me what you heart beat looked like before it dropped