Continuum

Perhaps the only part worse than the end

Is what comes after it

Knowing that the sun still shines

When you wake up without me

Or that the grass still grows beneath your feet

While your thoughts of me shrink with

The sight of me on the edge of the sky

That the stars still come out to play

When I can’t even fall asleep

Without dreams of you

Knowing that the universe keeps going

Even though I cannot

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