Chapter NaN: It
It
is that thing you lose
when you're standing next to your best
friend's casket,
telling yourself it's not really them lying there,
just their body.
It
is that thing you gain
when your hands meet those of another
whose day
wouldn't have been complete without
you.
It
is that thing you need
when you find yourself sitting alone in a dark
room without
any room
to think.
It
is that thing you have
when
everyone's eyes
need only to find yours to know
it's alright.
It
will never be the same
without
you.
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