Never let go of you

I still hold our love in both my

hands, carved out a space

for you on my nightstand. your

ghost keeps me

company, casting shadow

puppets on my bedsheets,

dancing barefoot

in my dreams. 

in morning light, 

my hands still occupied, 

balled in fists and holding tight, 

throwing punches every night,

 championing the fight 

to never let go of you.

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