Lost

I knew something was wrong when you coughed up blood.

You told me it was nothing.

The night I came home, you were already in bed.

As I went to wake you, your soul left you body.

I lost you and I'm still loseing you.

I lost your touch, your smell, or the way you looked.

I lost you, and now I lose myself.

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