In billions of words large or small
I cannot tell you much I miss you.
I missed you before I met you.
I missed you while you were with me.
I missed you before you left.
And today you are a distance.
My body aches for your embrace,
Wrapping me in love
Like a gift hugged in decorative paper.
You wrap me in love as you slowly disappear,
Becoming temporary dust,
Remnants of the memories made here.
Your clothes are ghosts of you,
Residing in my closet and echoing promises of quick return.
As haunting moans fill my dreams,
My sleep is less than full,
And if anyone tried to tell me sadness is not physical
I will show them the imprint of my body on the bed,
A result of my utter lack of strength
And abundance of hopelessness.
My brain and heart are memory foam burdened with too many memories
And heavy and sunken as one ton of sorrow.
Your ghosts are singing to me
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