It’s only been a week, but it’s draining me like eternity. I’m getting flashbacks of the most insignificant memories, but they mean the most to me. This pain is absolutely gutting me, no, literally, my stomach twisting and tightening, in fear you might leave me. My muscles are tensing up, as I drift to sleep. It feels like I’m finally dying just to wake up, and see you’re not here with me.
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Author:
nehemiah adams (Pseudonym) (
Online) - Published: August 16th, 2026 15:54
- Comment from author about the poem: My goal was to write smt without being figurative, I genuinely miss this person so much my body hurts. My heart actually hurts. Physically.
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