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vendredi, septembre 12, 2014



you know what it will be like
if somehow i lost you
the first week or so i will probably feel lost
then each day will seem longer. and longer
the silences in between, where we used to talk like this, will be empty
i will take long walks
to places that we used to go
i will replay memories we share, endlessly
and at some point it will finally hit me
that you are really gone
and the feelings will come bursting out
there will be tears
there will be pain
i will try to handle it
i might become a drunk
might never recover
or some instinct for self preservation might kick in
and i will try to focus on something
work or exercise
rather than self destructing
but i will still think of you
ever so often
and each time it will hurt
hurt so much that some nights i think i will just keel over and die
it's unbearable
years pass
the pain finally fades
leaving behind a thick scar
 life will be bearable again
but i will think of you
still will have your photos somewhere

and i will remember you till the day i die.


9:01 PM