Everything feels
Like a blur
Last time
I saw youI don't remember
Exactly how
You look
It justFeels like
Puzzle that
I'm trying
To pieceTogether
I just remember your happiness
I remember your warmth
And your love
When you took
The train
To go on
VacationThat
Would last
Forever I
Don'tRemember crying
I was told you
Were going to
Better places
Better placesThan here
So I knew it
Was best for
You and
I thoughtYou very lucky
So instead
I was happy
For youTo this day
I just miss you
I just
Wish you
Could come
Back andSee the young lady
I'm becoming
But I know
That one I'll
Get to go
On the trainAnd hopefully find you
On there
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Catharsis
Poetryca·thar·sis /kəˈTHärsəs/ "the process of releasing, and thereby providing relief from, strong or repressed emotions."