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by Meghan Helmich

I imagine the emptiness that I will feel
when you won't be able to answer me.
You will go without me
and I'll never wrap my arms around you
or smell your perfume.
I will look at pictures and begin to lose
the memory of those touches.
I will compare you to every other person
that travelled beyond the edge
of the world and poured out with the oceans.
And eventually I will box up my memories
and put you to bed.

05/09/2012

Posted on 05/09/2012
Copyright © 2024 Meghan Helmich

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 05/10/12 at 01:57 AM

I am ridiculously grateful to have these daily shots of your mindset. It's a pretty jarring, lyrical and beautiful world. This is my favorite one so far.

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