i hate that i wake up in the mornings
and there's not a text from you
a text from you
used to determine how my day would be
if i got a
"i love you so much have an amazing day"
it would be an amazing day
if i got a
"good morning"
it would be a not so good day
but the silence in the morning?
it tells me i'll never again be okay
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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
