Everything's changing too fast and I can't keep up.
I miss him.
And the tears in my eyes cannot define how much it hurts.
It's different.
He's different.
We're different.
And you know what?
It feels like a constant knife of sadness stabbing right through.
A knife only visible to my eyes & exposed only to my grief.
Invisible to the world.
Invisible to him.

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PuisiA collection of some of my poems- please tell me what you think :) x