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the door grates open and I bite my lip so hard it bleeds
she can't see you cry, she can't
my palms sweat against the doorknob
 attempting to hide my worried face, 
I try to take in air but my throat feels like sandpaper
and all the memories flash before my cloudy eyes
the nostalgia of all those days we sat down, just to talk
connected to plugs and ventilators
my role model, my hero, the one
I could trust for a warm hand on my shoulder
a tear rolls down my cheek
as I say, I love you grandma
I love you so much and I always will
she has no idea who I am, 
she can't remember the memories as I can
we thought she had more time,
I knew it wasn't much
a few days at most is enough
enough times to say "love ya" to not build regret.
but sometimes, the best ones you can't do much for
you have to learn to let go, and they will go
they will form a pool of tears at your feet
they will make you blue as the ocean
they will cause you to cry out of guilt
It's cause they love you
as you grow tattered and aged
you need an Angel.
so thanks for going, and soaking my tissues
thanks for the weight of me you carried on your back
for all the good times, and the bad ones,
I say from here to up there
Goodbye Grandma.

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