I am not very big

Yet the weight of how much I miss you has broken the scale.

I want you back

As someone submerged in the deepest sea wants a final breath,

while the pain in my chest makes me feel as if I'm already 20,000 leagues under;

Pulled down by the weight on my shoulders of the fear of being forgotten

like the dusty photo album under the bed with the last picture I ever took with you.

But as I sit here pouring my feelings out on paper,

you stand there with her

and her

and her.

Giving each her some of your love.

And I wonder if they deserve it more than I did.


Because I am a piece of you.

And I hope that the weight of my being remains within you and one day you feel so heavy

and remember.

This poem is about: 
My family


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