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Jul 2018
in loving memory of me
to the person who I use to be
getting lost with you
made me who I am now
you may not like the person I’ve become
but I promise
from now until my next life
i will walk with you until the end.
the end
the end of time.
the end of life.
the end of forever
every step, every Breath.
BREATHE
my love I am not leaving.
so hold my hand
squeeze it tightly,
gently.
left. you left.
you’re gone not coming back  
this love of ours didn’t last  
but I’m here.
stay.
one finale breath
one last tear,
drop  
falling to the kitchen floor
trying to keep it all together
i promised my life who I was
everything I am to you. you are gone
you’ve taken the old me
and held that against me
for I am not who I was when I was with you
I was naive and madly in love with you
love is truely blind.
An ode to me, the person who I use to be.
the person who i use to be
Eddyn
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Eddyn  16/F
(16/F)   
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