you will feel me when I leave like all the threads that hold you together coming undone.
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Updated 7 years ago,December 11, 2017
There will be wreckage when Im gone.
Notes on paper napkins, scattered on the floor around your bed.
God & Man
A half-sipped cider in the fridge.
Lipstick print on the wine glass.
One black sock tangled in your bedsheets.
You will roll over and discover a hair of mine intermixed with yours.
Because I left footprints on your heart.
Delicate and deliberate,treading a path, a placefor me, for us.
God & Man
So you step forward into that waterlet it run over you,trying to erasethe memory of me.
But you cantbecause the water is wild like rain
And there will be a storm when Im gone.
Bills strewn across the counter.
Empty cans and bottles lining the table by the door.
Messages left unread in your inbox.
You will feel me in the silence.
You will feel me in the way the world just doesnt seem right.
Only one pair of shoes at the door.
Only one set of keys on the table.
And you didnt fight.
Didnt keep me from running away when you broke me.
Because I did run.
And so you will feel me when I leave
like all the threads that hold you togethercoming undone.
