
my bushy eyebrows, my thick head of hair,
my long fingers, my long legs,
my reflection on the mirror reminds me of him.
I wouldn't exist without him or have such a
beautiful smile.
I can still hear him telling me it will all be okay.
I can still see him next to my hospital bed in a pink shirt.
he was the first person I asked for when I thought I wouldn't make it.
I didn't want to leave without saying goodbye.
because I loved him, more than he would ever know.
turns out he was the one leaving without a goodbye.



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