Crippled

She's losing

My life and who I am have always been a loyal friend to pain; I have always been tolerant to any form of pain until it was you who caused the aching.
Last night was actually the night when I let go of my repression. It's when I sat on my bed and thought of you and everything that you have come to create in my life nothing can emulate. I stared at the ceiling for a moment and wondered about you and considered all my hopes, my hopes like gossamer lines across the light above me. Suddenly, I held a lump in my chest when I touched reality. You were this biggest part of me-no,not at all-you were this other figure I was made of, a pair of my existence until I realized you were slowly drifting away, that even in this phantom presence of yours you were no longer alive. My fantasy no longer had an entity, just void and silent and there's only that sense of imbalance like I was missing my other leg, and no wonder why I woke up the next day not able to get out of bed.

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[Melinda McQueen]

It's always a sad thing to lose someone you love... if by death or by choice.
Thanks for sharing.
Keep writing.