Dust To Dust: vi

I was making up for lost time

We were catching up fast

We made dinner,

Watched movies,

Played music,

Drank spirits

Like those things weren’t exclusively his.

You reminded me of him.

I was broken and covering fault lines

But you held my hands so gently

I realised they were fragile

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