Heavy

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The thing is
I've been a little tired
for a long time
and I'm worried
that I'm not strong enough
to hold our precious memories
much longer.

I've held up as much
as I can manage,
I promise.
But the pressure
on my smile
on my eyes
and on my mind
is simply too much to bear.

I know all of the words I write
are lost in the empty space
collecting dust between us,
but I hope you can forgive me
for putting down
a small part of the
life you left me with.

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