In Vermillion, a poem by Luxie no.1

I roll away from you

and I regret it

almost immediately

I feel myself

reaching for the warmth of your skin

the familiar smell

of salt and flesh

and blood I know so well

I open my eyes

in the weak light

I dont recognize my surroundings

I search for you

at first I think you're just gone

then I realize

you were never here

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