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Wednesday, April 16, 2025

No me without you (Poem)

When you left, you left pieces of torn paper everywhere 
Pieces of yourself scatter around the room
I picked up every piece
The pieces that were thrown on the floor and the ones in the AC unit
The ones that were scattered on the bed like rose petals, and the ones soaked in blood 
I tried to paper mache you back together
Like, that could undo the damage that we did 
In this paper mache heart, I look for pieces of me
In the pieces of you, I’m still searching for me
Of who we were 
I’ve realized something terrifying 
I don’t know how to be me without you 
I’m so scared I’ll break something within me that can’t be fixed 
Now that you’re gone


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