Torn Seams
Carrying the weight of loss...
After all these years,
I still have unanswered questions
ripping me apart.
Trying to repair
an unraveling life.
I don’t know how
to sew, not like you.
Needle in the eye,
tears in my pocket.
Stitches rubbing together
break me in two
and I don’t know
what to do.
Turning myself
inside out over
losing you.
Time cannot heal torn seams.
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