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by iffahnabilah

Experiencing deaths are a lot like break ups but you'll feel emptier. Instead of him laying lips with another woman, she kisses soil 6 feet under. When you lose him, he is still living in the same world- just not yours. When i lost my mother, her pieces found in the milky way, the sun, that flower, my heart. But she, isn't in this world. When you lost him, you lost your entire world. When i lost my mother, my grandma lost a daughter, her brothers lost a sister, our worlds crashed apart. When you lost him to another woman, i lost her to God. When you created a hurricane in your room, glass shattered, things thrown, i plucked weeds off her grave. I will never see her down the street one day. Or listen to her voice, or remember how goodnight kisses from my mum ever felt like. When you lost him to another woman, you'll meet many more him-s. When i lost my mum to God, i lost everything. (FAH)
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