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Aug 2018
It’s nights like this
Where I am reminded of every laugh-
Shared smiles crossing between
And kisses warm and sweet and
Missed

Nights where I remember that
Our love was like a piano
And I had memorized every note
All the harmonies and triplets
The scales and runs
The beautiful music that played
When your thumb made circles on my wrist

But now the notes have faded
To only a haunting lullaby
That echoes in my head
At the most inconvenient of times

It’s nights like this
Where I remember my greatest love
Rested at my fingertips
Only a hands width away

Now my hands are empty
And my fingers are bleeding
And calloused
From grasping at shattered dreams
And shards of my heart

It’s nights like this
Where I do not know why
I’m still alive.

Is it for the sunsets?
The ones that make my heart swell
Or for the jokes I always laugh at
Even though Hannah rolls her eyes

I truly do not see the point
In waking every single day
But I put one foot in front of the other
And keep on marching to a beat
Long ago lost
Mary
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Mary  19/F
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   Srijani Sarkar, --- and JL Smith
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