#loss – Eúnoia

Jargons

They said they’d let you go ‘Discharge,’ was the word they used I thought it meant you were coming home You did; just not how

They say you’re in a better place; I know its true They say you had little pain; I know its true They say it was

Its all so fresh- your words, your voice Wasn’t it only yesterday – You spoke of your haircut, Of your phone, of how you didn’t

I have two yellow bracelets One falls loosely over the wrist Big yellow crystals, in a gold band The other is a clasp Smaller stones

I’m guilty of forgetting of a memory that’s fading I can’t remember The sound of your voice That lulled me to bed when my heart

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