trembling hands
it's been a year now
and i hope you've burned
through every minute of it
i hope you hurt like i do
staring at the window at night
listening to our favorite songs
i hope you spend every second
loathing how everything happened
and wishing it ended differently
i hope you feel all this
even when you're lying next to her
just like when i'm lying next to him
i hope it's been all the same
so at least when we see each other again
we'll finally have something in common
and we can bond
over the blood staining
our broken, trembling hands
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