''It happens.
The first minute feels like eternity
The first hour feels like pain
The first day feels like nothing
Then your numb
You’re empty
Your heart physically hurts 
Then before you know it 
It’s been weeks, months
Trying to fill the hole
Hoping they’ll come back
Just maybe.
And just as you begin let go
They creep back into your mind
It’s been years
Time passes
But your memories don’t
Like a disease they stay
Infecting you
Never fully letting you let go.

Let go.''

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