30 Days since you left
On day 1, I cried.
On day 5, I imagined you were alive.
On day 10, I went for a drive. I remembered you were not here. No music played in the car.
On day 20, I went to the diner. I sat alone and forced down your favourite meal.
On day 30, I walked past your room. I wanted the dust gone.
Since day 1, I’ve wanted the dust gone.
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Miya No | Year Posted 2026
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