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Yesterday was anger-

I hated you

for hurting me.

All I could think about

was how you were

a perverted piece of shit.

Today is denial

as I come to grips

with this lack of you.

This hole in my life

that you consumed 

for so long.

Then the sadness hits me

as I read through 

our conversations.

Your humanity 

shined through

although I didn't notice.

You were a mystery to me,

an enigma I never understood.

But looking back now I see

you were there for me when

I had no one else to turn to.

You held my hand 

during some of 

my hardest times.

One day I hope 

that I can accept it

for what it was,

for its beauty and its mess.

I yearn to look back on

our season together

with fondness and thankfulness.