In the Absence of You

My Broken Heart

History always repeats itself,
and our history is so ingrained
in my memory that
I tend to fall into you.

My body adapted to loneliness
in the absence of you,
but it remembers how
to fit into yours so well.

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Inspired by: “Page 28” by Sleeping at Last

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