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Every place you walked you left a ghost, And I have been collecting souls and sadness In these hollow hands for as long as I can remember. Picking up the pieces of these memories that won’t Stop haunting me, so I can put these thoughts to rest. Goodbye is supposed to be temporary. But temporary is a long time, When you learn to count the seconds in a year. Loss is not something you learn, and time with someone Is something you earn. All this, is worth it. You cannot make nothing into something. You cannot undo what has already been done. We are not now that strength which in olden days we once were steel tempered hearts, gilded in memory, Fractured by time and fate, that which we are, we are Weary. Spread a little too thin. Clicking back and forth between night and day: Black, purple, and blue, the sky sings of the bruises On our arms. The calluses on our fingertips The only way to grow a thicker skin is to lose your sense of touch I wish, I wish I could remember what it was like to touch you. My lungs feel heavier. My shoulders feel heavier. But I’m doing my best to carry this weight. The trees bend ghost arms into the cold, The snow falling as you walk home. I’m always thinking of you. Always chasing your ghosts just to see your smile. Because despite that I still think, there is beauty here still In the twilight blue, in the way bruises as they begin to fade Turn butter yellow like the sun rising, what’s important Is that we are still trying. The leaves will come again, The rain will fall, and best of all, goodbye is only temporary.

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