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You're Gone

You’re Gone

We used to take a couple shots
before we would say, “I love you.”
It seemed to give some numbing.

We took shots of ignorance,
I poured liquid immaturity,
I even gave him false hope.

When you became an alcoholic,
I pulled away in disbelief
You can’t be in love.

Your love sat like a broken keg,
Gushing good intentions
Stinking and sticking love.

As your love pooled on the floor
I played in it like the beach
Admiring the tide pools.

I could not see past my blinders,
You were trying to show me the ocean
And I only saw the crushing waves.

Now you’re gone.
And I have no one to say I love you too.
I never thought I’d be numb without you.


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