When I stare into your face, your eyes instantly draw me in. So many questions are being secretly aimed at me. Yet you’re unable to speak them, because you simply can no longer talk. You’re no longer around for me to feel your heat, here you breathe, For you to simply be there and I’d know without a thousand words that you cared. So now I look at your photos and can only remember the memories my brain simply chooses to remember. Don’t get me wrong, I miss you, but I can’t remember what it’s like to feel you anymore. I simply feel dead, but was I even alive when you were breathing?
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