Dearest,
It won't hurt, this bit
Missing, cutting you off.
The doctor didn't tell me,
And I go on living.
No required medication,
Just feed attention
To the heart:
Stand close to your feelings,
Breathe in.
A little pain will pass;
A heart broken will mend,
Though scar-lines may remain
In this letter I sent.
P.S.: Sometimes, I just enjoy writing....
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