lucky no. 3

lucky year no. 3

his memory no longer stings

like it once used to

the pain

surface level now

the loss no longer

debilitating

perhaps that’s the most beautiful thing about love-

how it always finds a place

to nestle itself into

and turns dark spaces

into halos.

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