My mind sadly reflects as I push the ink pen
smoothly over the tear stained parchment.
My eyelashes are unable to protect
these red, swollen orbs,
as, this time, my enemy strikes from within.
Your scent has faded from
the now unoccupied space beside me.
I smooth the bed sheets
removing all evidence of your existence,
realizing that love has once again
eluded my weak grasp,
reminding me of my cruel fate of
forever being a family of one.
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