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Venessa Marco and Bridget Barkan "The Morning After"

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Sometimes I wonder if you would attend my funeral.

What would be the first memory to pop into your head when you hear the news.

In my mind we are up in the mountains over looking the world beneath us. "How insignificant we are", you whisper as you put a blanket over my shoulders.

Who would be the first person you would call to mourn along side.

In my mind we are at the edge of the city, the city stars laid out infront of us and my head is in your lap as I pretend to sleep.

Would it take you a while to figure out what to wear just to see me one last time, or do you already have an outfit planned for such tragedies?

In my mind we show up to every occasion wearing mathcing colours, maybe we're soulmates or maybe we just have the same colour pallet.

Would you ask anyone to come with you to say your final goodbyes?

In my mind I've said goodbye to you one too many time. And each time hurts as badly as the first.

Who would you stand next to? Who would you look in the eye? Could you look them in the eye?

In my mind, we're standing at the alter and your eyes are the entire universe to me. My love I hope you understand how badly I had to let go.

In my mind we'll see each other again, I just moved away.