Sunday, August 10, 2014

Wednesday

I am not ready
To say goodbye to the one face
That I have always had to be steady for

I am tired of grief
Clawing away 
At my lungs and throat

I am not ready
To say goodbye to the one face
That I will never be able to see again

How can I say goodbye to you?
You who have made it so easy for me
To find happiness even on my saddest days

I am not good at letting go
And I know that I have always needed you
Far more than you have ever needed me

But

I am not ready




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