Leaving

I keep feeling the foreshadowing of your absence,
that one day I’ll grasp the sheets and no longer
find your outline. I know it’s about time I learned
a lesson in patience, I just wish you were not my teacher.

*As requested by @maverick_zia for #bemymuse no. 12

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