Tuesday, January 9, 2018

Day 9.

The Haunting.

I may by gone,
but I'm still here.
We cannot hug, shake hands, cuddle, high five, share clothes, fight,
but I'm still here.

In every thought
and memory
Every emotion
and conversation
Every choice
and indecision.

I'm here.
Helping you.
Hearing you.
Hurting you.

Haunting you.
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