Composed 5/21/13
Description: A friend of mine is moving (quite far away) tomorrow, and we said our goodbyes tonight. Our parting was not all that I wanted it to be.
Your words are not sugar
Comforting
Making my eyes close
As a sweet ache fills my stomach
Nor are they salt
Bitter
But preserving all that’s good
No
They are a hand around my heart
Squeezing
Out every drop of hope
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