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Nov 2018
And I’m still trying to cope
with everything that
has just happened
but I’m not so sure how
to do so.

And I’m still trying to breath
‘cause after that call
it feels like I
haven’t put some air in.

And I think
I still can’t move
‘cause my life is not going
in the direction I had first choose.

And I’m here trying to fly
even if I have no longer
those wings
you took away with you.

And I’m still trying to find
the meaning of this
now empty garbage
we all like to call life.

Because I’m feeling so exposed
so broken, and shattered
like I just got stabbed
and this con-stan-t pain
I don’t know how to feel
anything else ever again.

You were my rock, my calm, my light
my love, my heart, my mind
And I just don’t know
how to be
the person I admired the most
the person you made me be

But I know, deep inside
that you’d never want me
to waste like this my whole life

And I guess, at some point I’ll realize
how to be happy, soft, and fine
how to laugh at my own jokes
how to love someone once more
how to once again smile
but right now, I’m sorry I can’t,

I need more time.
Written by
UnfoundYet  25/F/Italy
(25/F/Italy)   
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   Emilie
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