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EMPTY
They were everything to me
The one who held up a cup, and collected every drop of me when I poured my heart out
The ocean that my turbulent river of emotions flowed into, a homecoming
Now, the heart is
[ EMPTY ]
They were my safety
The roof that sheltered me when storms slashed wind into my eyes, coughed snow into my hair
The shafts of wood that shielded me from the rain, even when they were about to splinter
Now the house is
[ EMPT ]
They were my light
The lanterns I carried every night when I wandered onto the desolate beach, searching for myself
The lighthouse whose beacon I followed to guide my storm-beaten ship home to the quiet shores
Now, the coasts are
[ MPT ]
They were my one certainty
The indestructible safe I padlocked my darkest truths and most treasured memories in
The diary that my words streamed into, that I painted with swooping, inky secrets
Now, the pages are
[ MT ]
Enchanted I was, to have met someone who was just like
Me
To have found a friend who so graciously gifted
Peace
You would wonder how we, once so full of love, could now be
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I would like to thank my creative writing teacher and author of the memoir "Burning Sage," Jennifer Rieger, for helping me find inner peace and a community through the cathartic art of journaling. She has my infinite gratitude for giving a safe space to grow into the person and writer I am today. Thank you, Ms. Rieger, for allowing me to transform the feelings I kept bottled up inside for so long into works of art and language.