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He’s leaving?

Tears well up in your eyes

You tug hopelessly onto his shirt.

He carefully pries your hands off him.

You know you’re screaming, telling him to come back

But you hear nothing. Everything’s silent.

You don’t even know what his last words are

You’re numb all over, shaking though you’re not cold.

Wet drops smear over your face, smothering your sobs.

You dig for warmth in the black dirt

You gag, pulling at your skin.

You’re not worth living

He’s gone

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