I could never say I loved you;
Bore black within.
Numbness hurts me worse than death; you can’t live.
Other worlds, you are mine.
But for now, I grant you a red good-bye.
It bleeds less to cease your life
Than it does to watch you suffer and die.
When we’re apart, and vulnerable, will I let me forget?
Will I go blind, fail your embrace, as if we never met?
Love is a knife; hearts deceive; attachment can reprieve.
I would rather never see the anguish I perceive.
You were mine, and yet you’re not—alive in death’s wake.
Nights are gone; my body shakes in breath’s ache.
You are but a memory.
The pain has expe
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