She watched him as he lay staring into the distance.
She hurt as he took no heed of the soft tears spilling down her face.
She worried about his return to the real world, though he always did.
She knew that he wouldn't return, someday.
She wondered if he remembered her in his decaying state of mind.
She reminisced about the times they shared when he was here.
She held herself for comfort that was not there.
She cared for him, but he wouldn't know.
He wanted to comfort her, to hold her,
But I'm not there, I'm gone.
















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