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For Emma
For Emma
My sweet… you’ve changed. It’s all a charade. Neither of us care anymore, so why continue? We lay side by side, but still, and cold. You no longer care for me, and I can see it in your eyes. I can’t hear your voice anymore, and if I could, it wouldn’t sound like before. I will forever miss my Emma, not what you’ve become.
You won’t miss me.
Whisper in my ear, say I’m enough.
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