I miss the way your soul whispered ‘I love you’ through the safety of your embrace and the warmth of your hands.

hush now, for you are not him
and I am not her whom you love,
our hearts lie taken,
why then do we pretend?

these words
have died on my lips
and the embrace has sunken
into my arms,

I am a fragment of
what I was

I still hold on
like you do
to memories
that crumble away too.

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