Collapse upon myself, fold inward to the waves
Grief, grief beyond my understanding wrenches
Sobs from my ribcage and keeps my words hostage
I mourn for failure and for freedom, for growing up.
This utter devastation I feel is unexpected, and the gravity of all I've lost isn't lost on me. But somewhere underneath this blanket of tears and profound sadness is assurance that I've done the right thing. Even still, saying goodbye to someone I love is one of the hardest things I've ever done.
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