A sharp blow to the stomach as I read the news –
You’re leaving.
I’ve never understood how goodbyes are meant to be good.

In your presence every part of me comes alive.
I feel like a flower in bloom
and you are the sun allowing me to grow
and now you are going I may never feel that again.

That reality replays in my mind over and over, again and again.
What more can I say except I’m heartbroken.

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