when everything had been said and done,
you left without a last word to me
and in my opinion
goodbyes are over romanticized
because there was no argument about it
no aching gaze, no sinking feeling
just a deleted phone number, questions left unasked
and all of a sudden
I am painstakingly alone
without you I have been left without a cause
or a meaning to keep my lungs breathing
and my heart beating
without you I am skin and bones and guilt
I am dark and deep and frigid
my blood may pulsate hot under my skin
but I am an empty shell yearning for fulfillment
and with you gone I will remain this casket
until my body is dead enough to fill it
and rot in the soil ten feet underneath
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please don’t stand at my grave and say you miss me