Already Gone

Poetry

After all those empty nights,
without your slow breathing
to lull me to sleep,
I forgot what it meant
to feel safe and loved.
Long before you left,
you were already gone.

© Sarah Doughty

For the ‘Support Insta Writers’ August Prompts
(based on books written by authors in the IG community)
hosted by Tracy and Journee.

Silvery Sheets, Lullabies, And Other Goodbyes by @mister_paradoxal

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