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Niche

Once upon a time I was born whole,

Complete and solid,

Unmarred, unscarred

Untainted.

Over time gaining little hollows,

Niches happily carved out

For all I love,

Not one like the other,

Some small, some huge,

Each a reminder of the parts of me

I gave away.

You always worried yours was not big enough,

Feared it was not as special

As the ones I gave to friends

From long ago.

Now the fights are over

And you’re gone,

Leaving me with a void

That you failed to see

Was crafted for you

And you alone;

Shaped to fit the impeccable blend

Of your perfections and flaws,

The curve of your smile,

The glint of your scorn

And everything in between.

Edges still warm with your laughter

And sharp where I last bled,

Yet to be chiselled smooth

With tears over time.

A niche to hold our memories –

An impeccable blend of sweet bitterness,

Flawed perfection,

Just like you.

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A wayward thinker hiding behind the facade of necessary courtesies

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