Days
For two thousand or so days (And nights)
You were part of my life
Part of me
Part of my very soul.
When it was over,
I went numb inside and out
I felt nothing.
Not happy
Not sad
Just a gaping hole
Where my spirit used to be.
It's been seven thousand or so days
Since I died.
My heart still beats
But I feel nothing.
Josette Davis Key............................2011
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