you were obsessed with perfection.
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phantom pain from a ghost limb.
although you are gone, i can’t get you outta my head.
gone in the oceanflowing, mounting pressuresa fish swims away
drops of deep regretmingle with memories lostcontained in pearls – gone.
It is always in the morning where I miss you the most. It was the soft breaths – slow and steady – that I woke up to. (You were my anchor) Sometimes, your arms would be thrown around my body, a lovely weight reminding me that I was not alone. Other times, your hands wereContinue reading “Gone”