Being here isn’t what I thought it would be.

My heart isn’t out of my body anymore.

My life is in a bag that’s labeled as mine instead of us.

My memories dug in a hole that no one else but me would ever be able to find.

My privates unlocked from the chain that was attached to someone else.

My love a currency that has been reimbursed until I am ready to spend it again.

But I’m not lonely.

I’m just alone.
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