One month.
I've been given one more month with you.
How will I feel when you are gone?
Will I cry?
Will I be consumed with happiness?
I'm unsure.
In one month they shall rip you away from me.
In one month I will feel the ache and hole within me.
I can't fight it, we both know that.
But to miss you so soon.
I thought we'd have eternity together.
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