somewhere in the middle 8

…i left the room alone
went back into the bedroom and closed the door
tried to slam it
but had no energy left in me
i left the room alone
the image of you curled into the couch
gripping the seat
digging your fingernails into the flesh of your hand
biting your lips enough to draw blood
tears unwillingly pouring down your face dripping off your chin and drowning your heart
was burned onto the back of my eyelids
so i kept them open
kept them open as long as i could
hoped that keeping them open was nothing compared to the length of time i kept open a space for you in my life
i kept them open and let the tears flow
wanting this to be the last time i cried over you
i left the room alone
fought hard to ignore your vocalized pleas
your whimpers of pain
knowing that if i turned around again
i would never stop turning
i would never stop turning
never stop turning
the other cheek
facing the other direction
leaving you to remain backless when i reached out for you
so i left the room alone
and closed the door
i kept my eyes open for as long as i could
and closed the door…

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