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Do not miss me, Kian,
when you look to the sky
and see the stars we once swore on.
Do not miss me when you reach
for the deepest parts of your soul
and you do not find me.

Do not miss me
—this one last thing I ask.
Keep me in your heart as a thorn,
curse me into the depths of despair
until I my name becomes nothing
but a stain in your history.

Rather, scream to the heavens
about the injustice of the consequences
of the choices and roads we took.
Steal a glance towards the past cherished,
the present shared, and the future dreamed of.
Take your year from my hand
before I drop it into the shallowest grave.
Save yourself from the pain,
from the ruins of love and life,
and of death and blood,
but do not miss me.

Do not miss me even when you face
the horrors of night without anyone
to hold your hand through the dark.
Do not miss me even when the sun falls on you
and the night sky is all you know to be true.
Do not miss me, Kian,
even when all you have is my memory
and these words uttered to kill but never save.

Do not miss me, darling,
even in your dreams of when you find
another heart to give your all to.
Rather, live to your fullest,
take your strides in leaps,
and meet me in the next life
that our destiny has ascribed.
I shall be waiting, love,
for the time of peace we fought for.
And until then, I ask of you
—please, do not miss me.

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