When I'm gone

When I’m gone
You won’t feel the emptiness
For I take it with me
To settle down in some fake paradise
I must create with my ingenuity


When I’m gone
All you’ll think of is the very many
Ways in which to explore the space
The tanned bodies and the text book positions
When in my space all ill hear is the memory of you breathe

When I’m gone
The days will follow the nights
As torturously as they have done so far
To sting my eyes with light when all inside me is darkness
A twilight in an eternal what could have been

When I’m gone
I’ll be your mistake. That one big regret
When all I am is a freak who loved you
A freak that cared
But to me you’ll always be the angel
Destined to have. Cursed to lose.

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