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He just left.
But he wouldn't take everything...
He left me the first thing he ever gave me...
I said I thought he'd want it back... I knew it was special to him.
He said "not yet".
It was all in boxes...
I hovered around, scared to get too close.
Our hands brushed as he passed me his key...
I couldn't look him in the eye,
I couldn't even look him in the face.
And then it was all gone, in the car...
And we hugged.
I told him not to make me worry.
He said he never will,
and I said that he does every day.
So quickly, we turned away from each other
to hide our tears.
So hard was it to keep my lips from kissing,
trying so hard to heal.
And my heart is breaking.
I am broken.