I found it was easier to forget than to hold on,
a relief to consider myself free.
I never could’ve realized how suffocating it was to chase thrills,
trapped in the sweetness of cliche and movie-like dreams,
but now, when I lie alone, left to exhale everything that went wrong,
I notice
the beauty in sadness,
the magic in being alone,
and the truth, only said in silence.
she takes the stairs,
her heels click clacking down the hardwood steps.
she turns the tarnished silver doorknob,
and the door creaks open.
before her sits a man.
I catch a glimpse.
from afar,
the shine of his silky hair in the golden sunlight
his expression unreadable,
as if he's pondering something he'd never tell a soul.
Kathy watched out her window as Samuel left his apartment,
spit his gum on the ground
and lit his cigarette.
the same as yesterday.
the same as every day.
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this is beautiful :)
Thank you!!
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