Knife

If I

could take a knife

and carve my own heart

out of my chest

I would

Because it would be less painful

Than my day to day experience

Losing you

Letting go

Allowing us both room to grow

Is killing me

Eroding away everything good I contain

I’ve gone beyond hating this

To not knowing whether I can truly survive alone…

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