he left 6 months ago,
and he said he'd
miss me, but I
think the ink
grew dry
and so
did
his
heart
because
it's been 6
months and blank
pages seem all too familiar.
I can't feel his touch on my skin anymore; my heart rate is
slowing and my chest
is failing to rise,
and my throat
it is slowly
but surely
choking.
it's been 6
months
honey,
and you probably
should've bought
more ink.
this whole thing. the ink the choking. so so good
ReplyDeletewow, I had no idea you could write like this. I'm so glad I started reading your blog, because every post gives me chills
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