You never turned back around.
To look for me.
Never called my name again.
Never asked if I were okay.
But you still echo in my head.
And there is nothing but silence you left between.
It hurts more seeing that I was never seen
At all.
The space between inhale and exhale the space between stars fill up with air, and collapse into dust I walk a sunlit path and breath...
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