I am afraid to let you go,
To watch you slip through the cracks from my thoughts and feelings,
Until there is a vacant space that you once occupied.
Until I no longer think about you, or how you're doing.
Until I no longer wish I could turn back time, to speak to you one last time.
I hold onto you because my grief is all I have left of you.
Because then that begs the question,
If I ever feel okay again,
Was any of it real?
11/11/22
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Rainfall
PoetryA collection of poems written by me, some are based off my experiences or just random inspiration.
