Just by losing you
I could for certain be at a loss
Without a purpose, or a point of view
For anyone to notice
I hold this fear, guard it
Prevent its visibility
Denying the vulnerability
Appearing strong, confident even
Not tearful, no, not tearful at all
We will meet that day
And I know you fear that too
You express the thought
With clarity, with lucidity
Soft skin, warm skin
Understand I shout
I want more to understand
I want less to understand
Lay by me, hold onto me
Take my loss; give me purpose
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