I lift my gaze towards the sky
and your name escapes my lips as a whispered prayer.
I never got to say I'm sorry, never said goodbye.
I never wanted to grieve for you, my sweet boy, I hope you understand why.
Endless nights melt into months.
The nameless figures haunt me in the fog. The pain burning in my chest is my constant reminder that your last breath didn't kill me.
Finally granted mercy, you appear in the mist, smiling at me over your shoulder and I swear I...

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