I've decided to collect all the poems I've ever written about your or because of you. I'm sure it'll be painful, but no more then what I already go through. I'm not sure I'll ever have the closure my heart needs, to no longer have this hole in which it bleeds. But this might bring me some peace of mind. I wonder how many I'll come to find. I want to be able to go somewhere that your a part, somewhere other then this depression that consumes my heart. I think your memory deserves better then that, this way I'll always know where the part of you in me will always be at. Perhaps in it's collective composition I'll find my way away, and after reading everything together their pain won't stay. Even after everything that's happened and the years that have passed to date, what hurts the most now is the thought that I'm someone you hate. I'm sure throughout this collective composition there will be realizations I will and won't want to come to, but regardless of what happens they'll be there forever my last parts of you.
©justin_ur
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