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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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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somewhere in the middle 6

…we were sitting there you on the couch me with my back against the window we were sitting there and your legs were thrown over the couch a book in your hand and you couldn’t focus but we were sitting there the space seeming empty our tongues dried so quiet that the crackling of the […]

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somewhere in the middle 5

…half the morning went by and we went back inside and you made me breakfast this time because you needed to do something with your hands you said sitting still would overload the thoughts so i sat on the stool and watched you move trying to find the words the movements to override the thickening […]

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somewhere in the middle 4

…you joined me in the grass and it made the day more painful because i couldn’t walk away when i needed to you joined me in the grass and my throat squeezed when your fingers found mine laced through and tightened i wasn’t prepared for lost of breath of new sights of life that were […]

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