i lost my sock in the middle of the night
i hate the feeling of waking up to my feet against the covers
it's cold and it's an unpleasant shock to the reality of sleep
i lost you in the middle of the night too
i hated the feeling of laying next to you as we said goodbye
it was cold and an unpleasant shock to the reality of life
i lose all the things i love.
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The Stages of Heartbreak and Grief of Who I Once Was
Poetryfreeform poetry describing the heartache of high school and college relationships and learning to navigate life alone
