Imagine, what it would be like to live without you in this life.
Only unbearable thoughts drift endlessly through the currents of the mind.
A quick pace of the heart, heightens to the hundreds,
while failed attempts struggle adapting to that sustained, solitary road unforeseen.
The sun cannot elude the killing moon,
for it eclipses the rays that illuminate this world.
Awaiting for the concealment to dissipate,
your Permanent absence is acknowledge, eternally in global darkness.
But it still continues to revolve, and I respect your death wish.
I am just not ready to lose you, love.
(I have not forsaken you.)
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