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Aug 2016
How do you know it's over?
How do you know the pain is gone?

When seconds blur into minutes and minutes blur into hours
and hours turn into days
and days burn away until it's years later...

How do you know?

I'm inclined to believe it never ends -
simply because it's the same as when I go to sleep
and when I wake up in the morning.

That is, if I wake up at all.

I say this because I know the moon rises and the sun sets -
everyone knows this.

I also know there was a time when the sound of your breathing
helped me fall asleep and the feel of your cold feet on mine helped
me wake up.

These things were true. But the moon also goes away and the sun comes up eventually.
You're not here and pain is what has been left behind.

So, I'll ask again.
How do I know it's over?
How do I know when this pain is gone?
naxiai
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naxiai  23/F
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