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you aren't always who you think you are
i'm lying on my belly with the electric fan off and still i'm freezing. this is me, in a tropical setting in early january ( Read more... ) -
thursday.
and as we leaned into the afternoon,
i did not notice then
how your hands gripped mine
a little less tightly
and how your smile
seemed a little less warm.
i did not realize it was goodbye. -
subtlety is sexy.
your silence, however, is not amusing. -
one month
it's been a month.
i'm still alive.
i can't really say i'm okay, because i'm not. not really. and i'm afraid i'll be like this for a while longer.
i'm still alive.
and it's no thanks to you. -
of abandonment.
one day i was happy.
a few days later, you'd up and disappeared. -
at the risk of sounding melodramatic
it feels as though i've been cut open, my lungs wrung out of air and my heart yanked out of my chest.
yes, this is your doing. -
conversation open-ended.
there are a thousand scathing remarks i want to send flying your way. when we spoke earlier, there was little holding me back. but then i saw the look on your face and i couldn't. you just looked so tired and sad and helpless that i couldn't bear to add to it ( Read more... ) -
truth: a letter to him.
confession: i want to hold your face in my hands, look into your eyes, and kiss every inch of your face. again and again until the world seems to stop completely, until you realize this is real ( Read more... ) -
questioning direction.
it never
occurs to me
which way is up or down.
if north is up
and
south is down,
then why does
the sun rise to the east,
if
the sunrise means
the sun comes up into the sky?
if west is left
and
if
east is right
then why are we going south
when i'm going east
and you're going wrong?
