to let me go
if you ever loved me
then talk to me
I don’t know
why you are still
only a ghost
have you given up on me
because you’ve given me nothing
nothing to hold on to
and my hope is gone
dried up
like the mark
on the nightstand
from this glass I left
last week
I can’t remove the mark
but it’s only like a scar now
not a drop that soothes my thirst
I miss you
but I hate the silence
and I don’t understand
why you choose
to let me go
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