Just a writer 2

So I’m just a writer and there were some lights on my wall that were fading. And yes that was a setting for them. I’m just a writer so I took those lights down because the other settings were just a little too bright and it felt like they’d never match my future. You try […]

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somewhere in the middle 11

…outside the air was warm the breeze was hot my skin was burning with the weight of the ocean and it was all a sweet distraction from the soft click of a closing door i saw the sun today i saw it today everywhere in every direction in the corner of my eyes each way […]

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somewhere in the middle 10

…i left that room for the last time and didn’t look back didn’t want a lasting image of what perfected love looked like i left that room for the last time no thoughts of ever returning to a love that gave up on me and you were there no longer on the couch and no […]

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somewhere in the middle 9

…i shoved clothes into a bag because i couldn’t stay here not like this not with you when reminders lingered across the walls and hid in the crevices of the ugly curtains i couldn’t stay here not like this not with you when reminders of love made itself comfortable in our sheets or slamming doors […]

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Just a writer

So there’s some lights on my wall and a few of them are fading a little more each night and no this is not a setting for them. The ones that aren’t fading keeps hope alive that one day I might be able to reach them. You choose a playlist collect a few songs and […]

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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 […]

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somewhere in the middle 7

…it was time because dragging out the day made it worse i couldn’t paint ceilings anymore or start fires or catch falling clouds it was time because dragging out the day made it worse so i stood and you noticed something seemed off so you sat upright thought better and leaned into the couch needed […]

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