![]() AftermathA Poem by hypochondrita![]() .![]() I meant to tell you before when we first locked eyes that black dress you wore would haunt my every night saw you today could tell it was a dream made you stay so it couldn’t be as it seemed back when we were a “we” the numb sensation I felt on my left arm when I held you close to me woke me up constantly now it remains as a ghost right when i miss you the most it tingles soundly. © 2021 hypochondrita |
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