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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