I lost the love of my life
trying to fill the distance
between the missing and the one
who never ought to be foundI patched our loose ends,
broken bridges
escaping cages
where did we go wrong?I hope you just stay
before I lose myself today.
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PoetryThere are these feelings we fail to acknowledge. Let's talk about it now, shall we?
Day 17: loss
I lost the love of my life
trying to fill the distance
between the missing and the one
who never ought to be foundI patched our loose ends,
broken bridges
escaping cages
where did we go wrong?I hope you just stay
before I lose myself today.