i turn over in our bed
i feel for you,
but your space is empty
i remember our last conversation
you left me and my heart
as empty as our bed
i think the only thing that is
not empty are my eyes
because they are always full
of tears and the memory of you
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Agoraphobia
Poetry"i hope to god that body is stronger than my mentality because if it isnt i am bound to collapse and break at any moment."
