i still carry your poem in my bag
everywhere i go –

sometimes it almost falls from the pages of my notebook and i see the corners creeping from the back

i don’t throw it away
although i thought of burning it far too many times

i told you it’s yours to do it whatever you want
but you never told me what to do with it –
as you never told me what to do with myself

so i will keep it

and carry it with me

as i carry you

every day

in my heart.

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