The Months After and In Between

October The pain is settling in making itself a home deep within my heart. November I have nothing to be thankful for because why would I thank everything that took you away from me? December The dreams come every night like 'Jack Frost nipping at your nose' except I'm not at all happy. January I feel numb to the core the life in me sucked out. I'm no longer me anymore but then again maybe I never was.

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