Days When

There are days when
I need to talk to you.
But I can’t
Because you’re not here.
These feelings overwhelm
And my mind races
Like an impulsive razorblade
Flitting against the sunset.
Scour the heart
And offer it up as new.
Possess it, and lie for us,
“This Love is True.”

There were days when
I needed you.
Now I can’t
Because I’m not here
Anymore.

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