How to die while being very happy.
The pain in my heart at the absence of you
Stretches out and out,
Each millimeter a kilometer.
I look at the moon and it's looking at you.
You look at the moon and it's looking at me.
Your look is like electric and washes over me
As I stand there paralysed.
Soaking in your warm memories
And there is a hole where you are not
Stretching out to the moon and back to you and me.
Into the depths I cannot breath and tears me apart.
Time stands still where previously it raced.
In the silence of this space.
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