Underwater and starving for something other than nothing but at least all these daily life dramas fill my every waking thought so that you stop swarming my every waking thought but I just wander and wring my hands with your memories but they never really wash clean still brimming with the pain you left behind and I don’t think about you as much because I think about my students and my responsibilities and the things I promised to do or see or say and that’s good because that means I only think about you at night when I’m about to sleep and dump the day into dreams instead of worries put them in a drawer until tomorrow when I won’t think about you til I close my eyes

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