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Jan 2016
He comes back in flashes
Like mistakes I never made

I come across pictures
I tried to forget

Snapshots in the windy city
Cabs and train stations

I forgot that we wrote our initials
On a pizzeria bench

Forgot that your hands
Felt like a limb of my own

You felt just as essential
As an eye or a lung

I've been blocking out memories
Thoughts of what used to be

You took me to see my favorite band
Stood next to me while I cried

Put your arm around me
As they played their last piece

Remember when we were
Hundreds of miles apart?

You would fall asleep
During our videochat

But you didn't know that I
Would stay awake

Just to hear your heavy breath
Just to watch you sleep

I soaked in those moments
Tender like the flesh on your back

My mind has been trying
To block out

How it felt to sleep
Next to you

But I remember
Oh, I remember

I cannot forget.
I don't think I ever will.
For WY

It's late. I miss you quite terribly. I think my mind has been blocking out a lot of my memories. They come back when I wish they wouldn't. They only make things worse. Life is hard without you. You were my best friend. I wish you would have chosen me.

I can't sleep without you. I haven't slept as well as I slept when I was with you. I'm counting the days to when I can sleep like I used to.

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I don't have a title. I have been struggling with titles lately. Most of my pieces are a lot of word *****.
Allyson Walsh
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Allyson Walsh  Minnesota
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