It Won’t

It won’t be the day you leave
not the flashbacks in my head

It wont be the years I grieve
nor the voices speaking back

It won’t be the nights of black
not the dreams I wish away

It won’t be my cold turned back
nor the mornings in no one’s arms

It won’t be when the coffee’s cold
not the untouched gourmet meals

It won’t be as the clock chimes one
nor the unused hung up clothes

It will be
when I go back

to the cliff
you saved me from
— this time alone


~ Emily C.





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