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Lost

I am beginning to lose pieces of you that I didn't even think could be lost, and it hurts way deep down in the pit of my stomach.
Like how I cannot seem to remember when we last sat down to eat together,
Or what the sound of your off key show tune humming sounds like.

It feels as if I have lost you, and the hurtful part is the fact that you don't even see the knife sticking out from between my shoulder blades that your absence has put there.
I don't remember what you smell like anymore, or how your hugs feel.
I don't remember the last thing I said to you, you are a ghost, haunting the memories and the corridors of my mind.

And I think that that is the worst part of it all; that you are not even gone.
You decided this on your own, to leave us like this; empty and alone.
And because of it, I am beginning to lose pieces of you that I never thought possible,
And god mom, it hurts way deep down in the pit of my stomach when I realize how fast you are disappearing.