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Rain Through Me

The memory of you grows fainter
with each passing day,
your smile growing distant.

I cherish the way
the crinkles around your eyes
and mouth light me up,
yet that image is fading
like twilight into night.

I long to hear your laugh,
like the gentlest rainstorm
pouring through me.

Night stretches on;
an old weight gathers
beneath my ribs.

I hoped you’d always be
right by my side,
but nothing lasts forever, my love.

A little poem I wrote last night about the one you miss. Mj

no longer here

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the tiny murmur in my heart

became a whisper, and the whisper grew to be a wail until

the wail became a moan; the moan reminds me that you are no

longer here; the tourniquet has stilled the spill aound my grieving heart,

yet has done nothing to remove the memory of you from my pounding head,

so i will write and write another day until the moan becomes a wail,

and the wail softens into a whisper, and the whisper once again

becomes a tiny murmur, then there will be nothing but

silence to remind me that you are no longer here

—Sometimes the feeling of loss is so visceral. Mj