GET WELL SOON
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your jacket has a home beside my bed.
i told my therapist about you following me around. she said i needed to get well, and questioned me some more.
i can't help but wonder,
with every attempt to hold your memory near,
am i keeping you stagnantly here?
YOU ARE READING
BOTTLED STARDUST
Poetryೃ⁀➷ poetry/prose from the viewpoint of a mournful heart ⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ ➤ story contains content relating to grieving and loss. thank you for reading ♡ 🏅#15 in poetry
