I talk out loud like you’re still around.

By the way, I didn’t forget yesterday was the day your dad left.

When the pain on this earth became unbearable —

It might have been two lives that day.

But it wasn’t. And I’m still here to remember

The date your dad left

I just can’t tell it to you, yet.

Found this randomly scrawled in a notebook. I don’t remember writing it but I remember whose dad it was.

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