Unavoidable April 15, 2024
It is unavoidable,
I can’t cease thinking about it,
The consequences of it,
What is and what it is not,
How I recall it feeling
When it slipped away,
A memory of softness,
Tenderness,
Of something utterly sweet,
And the lack of suffered from,
I can’t cease to think about it,
Remember it,
And feel how lost I am without it,
Carrying the absence around inside me
Pieces of it tumbling around
Unable to come back together
As it once was,
Coming together instead
In odd configurations,
Or what it never was,
I think about it always,
And I always will
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