Friday, September 16, 2011

That Thing You Do

I found out. Left the open house in a hurry. But she still doesn't get it. Don't touch me when I feel vulnerable. The backlash should have been anticipated. Crying while driving. Tears blurring the outline of the road. Stepping on the gas pedal harder than necessary. The dull ache in the cavity of my chest. Reaching home but not feeling the warmth. Honest.




Conquer your fears. I'm trying to swallow them whole as they're being shoved down my throat.


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