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My dearest,
My heart’s truest love,
You are gone.
I will keep going,
My heart will keep beating,
My lungs will keep expanding.

I’ve felt your breath on my cheek –
As you lay beside me,
I’ve called your name for dinner,
Scolded you for losing a sock,
Searched the house for lost keys with you,
For the last time.

You and I,
The “us”,
The “we”,
We spent so much time creating
Is still there –
Somwehere.

Even though,
My love,
You’re gone
And I keep going.

March 23, 2005