You’ve gone

Under the same sky,
breathing the same air,
but how far is too far,
till you cannot hear me crying?
See the bloodshot in my eyes?
When my throat is sore,
and lips are cracked,
I go outside,
so as to try and breath you in,
but even the rain has stopped,
so no longer hides my tears.
How far is too far?
When I’m no longer your only thought,
that’s when I’ll know you’ve gone.

Copyright: authorchrisbrown

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